A Most Wicked Workplace
A Most Wicked Workplace
Don't you just love mornings?
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Have you met perfection?
Claim your big prize
Look at that, how nice it slides
No fear of the monster
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Soft all over
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
I have my methods, daddy
I need a taste to be convinced
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Good thing you like sloppy seconds