I'm in a humorless, foul mood. Trust me, I'm sparing you.
Just for something new and kinky, I'd like someone to come to me and complain that I screwed something up at work.
Musings from the Round Mound of Unprofound
I'm in a humorless, foul mood. Trust me, I'm sparing you.
Just for something new and kinky, I'd like someone to come to me and complain that I screwed something up at work.