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33 - What the Fudge?
Diego Romero I stepped under the running water after I discarded my bloody clothes. I hope Amy will never have to see this part of mafia life. I will have to find out if she arrived safely after my shower though we are a few hours away from one of my many islands. I scrubbed hard to make sure that all the blood was off my body and slipped down the drain without issue. I hadn't even noticed the shower door slide open and close again until warm arms wrapped around me. “Let me clean you, Diego.” I smiled knowing that Javier wouldn't take long. “I'm all yours baby.” He pressed his lips on my shoulder. Trial ng feather light kisses over my shoulder and neck as he took the shower gel loafer off me and squirted more showed gel onto it placing it down and lathered it up. I didn't argue though
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