collection of stories you shouldn't read at work
I want three dollar tree crayons, a stale bag of chips, mini wheats, Christmas lights, and a princess dress to be involved in the erotica.
oh, and I want Michael Scott to be involved.
Silk rustled in the corner. Dust settled in the morning sunbeams, falling onto his perfect breast…. He’s so pretty when he’s faithful to me. What a night that was. What a night.
I want three dollar tree crayons, a stale bag of chips, mini wheats, Christmas lights, and a princess dress to be involved in the erotica.
oh, and I want Michael Scott to be involved.
Silk rustled in the corner. Dust settled in the morning sunbeams, falling onto his perfect breast…. He’s so pretty when he’s faithful to me. What a night that was. What a night.