Mr. clean me right up

08

^smut warning^

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you opened the door to your house and snack past your parents watching TV in the living room.

it was a miracle they didn't see your sexy hunk of a bald man as you both walked past.

you close the door to your bed room behind you and then turned to mr clean.

you begin to caress his baldness, your hands moving on their own as they circle around his soft, shiny skin.

you hear his breath come out in soft, almost inaudible gasps as you get lower, pressing him against the wall now and running your finger tips down his chiseled abs hidden under his skin tight white shirt.

you hook your fingers under his shirt and pull it over his head, revealing his shiny toned body. you start at his neck and go lower and lower still, caressing each inch if skin with care.

his breathing becomes labored the lower and lower you go.

you desire to hear his owl screech from your first encounter. it had haunted you, always on your mind. you had even developed a liking to owls.

you ran your hand over his clothed dong, causing him to shift under you.

you stood back up and pressed your lips to his baldness. he picked you up without warning and then dropped you on your bed where he impatiently crawled on top of you.

you intensely made out, your lips moving as one as you both got the rhythm.

he moved down your neck, doing shit here doing shit there.

fuck this I can't do this anymore shame on you disgusting human for reading this horrible monstrosity

good bye.