Johnny and y/n had planned to cook dinner for the boys. They demanded everyone to leave the house, and began to make the meal. They didn't know how making tacos had somehow lead to y/n's shorts being taken off. Johnny picked her up, using his free hand to swipe the items on the table away. He began to take of her shirt kissing down her neck. "Johnny! The boys could walk in any minute!" "We'll just have to be quick then."
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McFarland, USA | Preferences and Imagines
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