Last Time ¥ Interracial/BWWM JB

Last Time ¥ Interracial/BWWM JB

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SEQUEL to "One Time" As Justin continued with his Purpose Tour, Audri was at home taking care of their son Levi. Although she missed her fiancé, it was good for her to learn how to be without him as his career had him traveling all around the world. Justin missed quite a lot being away, but through FaceTime he was able to see Audri and Levi whenever he had the chance. Not a day went by when he didn't think about them. Even his fans could tell that his heart was somewhere else, but they always reminded him of how much he loved his job and that they're the reason for him being in such an amazing position. He really had the best fans in the world and he couldn't have done it all without them. Fortunately he had one last show to finish up the last leg of tour and then it's back home to his family. Hopefully what he came home to wasn't the house turned upside down and a bunch of chaos.
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