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kou--chan
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the door opened.
you froze.
"y/n?" your mother's voice called into your room, the light from the hallway flooding through the doorway.
"i heard a noise." she said as he stepped into your room, looking at you. "is everything okay?"
"m-mom!" you gasped.
your mouth wasn't full of testicle.
mr. clean--?
your heart ached as you realized that he had retreated back into the depths of the bleach bottle.
"i'm fine, mom." you muttered, slowly standing and avoiding her eyes. "i am tired, is all."
"okay." she left.
Your buried your face in your pillow, a sob escaping your throat. where was the man of your dreams? you had gotten so, so close to caressing his baldness.
his owl screech resounded in your ears.
"come back." you whispered. "please..."
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
