Unchainedwordist: You Need To Be Spanked Hard Held Down In Knots. Black Desire Dripping From Your Red, Blushing Body Hiding The Smile On Your Face. You Crave Being The Beggar The Screwy Little, Fucked-Up Thing That Screams “Devotion, Devotion!”
unchainedwordist: Lunch time.Come in.Don’t speak.Lift your skirt.Slide your thong to the side.And now you’re open for business.
