Freaky in the kitchen
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Sun, Nov 15, 2020
"Gordon stop,we can't do this" kek replies sadly, slowly peering up at the sexy man before her
"WHY THE BLOODY HELL NOT" Gordon boomed in frustration
"They don't except us Donny" kek replies with a stray tear falling from her glossy chocolate brown eyes that you can get lost into
"Fuck em all, I just need you luv" Gordon said softly while wiping the tear away from her chocolate skin. He placed a soft kiss of her forehead and embraced her well she weeped
And than the door slams open...
Keep reading to find wtf happens next😗🖖
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