Over Due

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Like I said. I had this posted over at Wattpad for a hot minute before they killed my account. 

But now that I'm back here, I have a little fixing up to do and this is part of that. 

Enjoy. 


A Real Bottom {mxm} by JemGirl on Scribd

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