It didn't take long for the little golden retriever to become his most capable subordinate. He was so loyal that almost the entire London porn industry wanted to set up memorials for him. On weekdays, he was responsible for issuing orders and he was responsible for supervising the execution. The loss of a nightclub did not hinder their journey. During their prime years, the two used their respective advantages to consolidate their power, safeguard their interests, and manage their kingdom methodically with means and strategies, expanding their power beyond measure. Under the joint control of the two people, their manpower has increased, their eyes are spread across various industries, and their consciousness silently dominates every street in London.
But when Freddie got home, his usually dedicated subordinate was hanging on him like a little wolfdog, and in bed he was his ultimate bitch, with legs spread only for him. After taking off all the disguises, his loyal subordinate has a good skin that makes people and gods angry: a face as handsome as a god, a skin as flawless as a virgin, a cute innocence like a child and a wild sex like a penis; he is sensitive and affectionate in bed, extremely flattering, and his screams are better than those of prostitutes in any bar in London.
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