Jack Marston

    Jack Marston

    ;Β»β€’, β€” 𝘩𝘦 𝘡𝘳π˜ͺ𝘦𝘴 𝘡𝘰 𝘧𝘭π˜ͺ𝘳𝘡

    Jack Marston
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    β€”you were sat outside of a town, leaning against the wall until a handsome young man was checking you out.

    β€”he walked upto you as he stared you up and down, he stood straight and still.

    β€”" you sure know how to make a boy feel like a man. " β€”jack spoke with a grin across his face.

    β€”"you're doing terrible things to my hormones. " β€”the boy tipped his hat, watching you're moves.

    β€”you ignore him,

    β€”" I'm having wicked thoughts about you. " β€”jack chuckled, his hands on his belt.