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