His Golden girl
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Mon, Mar 23, 2020
M A T U R E C O N T E N T
She wrapped her arm around him, ready to help in anyway, and he turned slowly to look at her. Their eyes liked and the room seemed to be at a standstill.
He leaned in to her and took her chin in his hand, as she drunk in his eyes an he did the same, drawing there faces closer together until he smelt her and her sweet chocolate aroma surrounded him.
He kissed her pulling her closer, wanting more of her.....
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