It Starts With Tiramisu |✓|

It Starts With Tiramisu |✓|

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WpMetadataReadMaduroConcluída qua, jun 14, 20231h 0min
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I have a perfect job, a new perfect apartment. What could get better? I'm only 28 and life has been awesome. But the constant misdelivery of tiramisu cakes at my door step is getting to me. I mean who orders 2 tiramisu cakes every week?? I was going to complain when it became ridiculous at one point but then I saw him. My neighbor, the cute little college freshman with big brown doe eyes. The one that orders all the cakes || This is a ManxBoy story with light BDSM aspects ||
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