Suddenly, a gust of wind blew his bleached locks out of his face and opened up a few loose buttons on his polo shirt. His sunglasses fell on the green golf course. Rays of late spring sunlight were captured into his captivating forest orbs. There was a spark of hesitation on his face before he finally stepped closer to me.
I instinctively took a step back but he kept following me, the hungry animal-like glint in his eyes never leaving. I opened my mouth to ask what's wrong but he silenced me with a knowing look. The next words that left his lips changed everything:
"Kohuke, kohuke, tohuvapohuke... Kes ei söö kohukest," he stared at me intensely to get the point across: "see on...
...lol."
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marcoga golfitamas NSFW
Fanficstrippar marco kutsus sind õlledega golfi mängima. kuid sellest süütust õhtust areneb edasi midagi enamat... NSFW