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I never wanted to breed with anyone more than I want to with Ken Bone. That perfect, curvy body. That glorious mustache. The fashion sense of a literal god. It honestly ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hurts knowing that I'll never mate with him, have his genes pass through me, and birth a set of his perfect offspring.
I'd do ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ ANYTHING for the chance to get pregnant from Ken Bone. A N Y T H I N G. And the fact that I can't is quite honestly too much to ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ bear. Why would God create something so perfect? To ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ tantalize us? ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ laugh in our faces?!
Honestly guys, I just ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ can't anymore. ♥♥♥♥.
Give This Rose ~ To Everyone You Care About.
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"AHORA MISMO, DISELO EN ENSPANOL SI TU QUIERES RUBIOBOT!"
"AHORA MISMO, DISELO EN ENSPANOL SI TU QUIERES RUBIOBOT!"
"AHORA MISMO, DISELO EN ENSPANOL SI TU QUIERES RUBIOBOT!"
"AHORA MISMO, DISELO EN ENSPANOL SI TU QUIERES RUBIOBOT!"
They sat in the chair panting, as John watched her, a satisfied smirk on his face as Jayde winked and asked cheekily, "Was it as fun for you as it was for me? I've never had angry sex, always wanted to try it. You're not still mad at me for picking that fight now, are you?" she asked, pouting innocently.
John groaned then said "You picked the fight?" before leaning in and kissing her as he said "No, babe. Not mad. Not at all. We should ♥♥♥♥ every time we fight. I enjoyed this."
He stood, with her still wrapped around his waist and walked to the bed, sitting down on it, then lying back, her body pressed against him as his arms went around her and his hand went through her long black hair. She leaned forward and whispered into John’s ear AND HIS NAME IS JOHN CENA.