342. Slave To A Desk
Dont get me wrong
I love my job
I hate the pay
I am a fucking slave
To money
Do I really love my job
Sucking old men's cocks
No
I lied
I dont wanna work
If I had my way
I'd fuck u all day babe
1. c1 - queen's bishop
Chapter 1. A Chance Encounter In this tired, fluorescent-lit theatre, her body becomes an instrument, a mute pronouncement. She is used to waiting. I choose you. She walks down the dark corridor and the red curtain falls . The hallowed victory and the white linen sheets are ready. How many ravens devoured that flower. In the name of the holy ghost, no woman cries alone. After the routinary health check which was highly awkward, she told me to get in the shower and left me alone in the suite. Who in satan's den invented this stupid rule? In five minutes my tiny hairy Asian cock will be in your mouth babe. By the way, it will be BBJ. I paid well in advance and to be honest, I am slightly hesitant. Herpes and HPV is easily transmitted by word of mouth and the ladies there like to gossip. Anyway, she said it is her specialty, she rarely gives it to anyone. For some crazy reason this imbecile believed her. Don't pity me. Don't cry for me. I don't feel your love for me. I ...
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