There he was!
The man of your dreams!
The sexy typhoon of cleanliness!
Mr. Bald Clean!
You gasped as you stared upon his beautifully polished round, bald head.
Your heart fluttered in your chest as you saw the great, big smile he wore, so handsome and attractive.
"M-Mr. Clean!" you choked out, dropping everything you held.
He stared at you, his smile unwavering.
You slowly approached him, desperate.
"Mr. Clean?" you whispered as you neared.
"Come hither, dear child." his deep voice boomed from his sculpted lips.
You touched his perfect orange skin.
Your hands traveled up his chiseled chest, stopping at his large neck.
He was so...tall. And bald. Oh, the bald. It was so attractive.
"Hello, F/N." He said in a deep, dark voice. "You have summoned me from the deep depths of the contents of your bleach bottle. I have heard your call. And I shall answer it."
"What call?" you asked, out of breath at the magnificent sight before you.
His large, bald head tilted down to look at you.
"Your call, F/N."
Him using your first name sent shivers up your spine. You stepped closer to him, and suddenly felt the growing bulge rub against you.
You looked down, shocked at the sight and the feeling it had given you.
It was so fucking big.
"Your hard." you gasped, mouth agape as your stared at it.
"As one helps the old man chew his food," Mr. Clean said, "Will you help me with this, F/N?"
YOU ARE READING
Mr. clean me right up
Romancedo you like Mr clean? have you ever fantasized about that beautiful, shining bald head? ever wondered what it would feel like to feel his worn, impossibly clean fingers caress your skin? well this is the right story for you
