Kneeling waiting for my Sir without a word from Him. No acknowledgement of my present, no glances in my direction, nothing.
Yeahhhh needless to say an hour of that and I'll never do whatever I did again.
Kneeling waiting for my Sir without a word from Him. No acknowledgement of my present, no glances in my direction, nothing.
Yeahhhh needless to say an hour of that and I'll never do whatever I did again.
The more sweet and pure a thing is, the more pleasureable it is to corrupt it.
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