Whorie Galorie
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x x x x x x x x x x x xR Y U U J I - - - - - > > >xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThe Secretary ★No retardation allowed ! ¡ !
My d**k is like supa sized
yo d**k look like two fries
My d**k VIP
Yo d**k needs I.D.
It's time that we let the world know dude you gotta let your girl go
P.S. it's the best in the business P.S. we got dicks like Jesus!
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After a quick and pleasing 'Yessir' was chimed by the italian, now on his knee's, Ryuuji grinned. The grey haired male settled comfortably in his chair, watching contently as the brunette began to dig around in his pants, looking for the bandaids but pulling out something else. Just as this all seemed the be getting to the good part, a rude and well known blond walked into his office. "Mattix. . .Why don't you knock? And why are you late?" Ryuuji grumbled, tucking his business back inside while Yoyo seemed to just look up at Mattix with a smile and the bandaids finally resting in his hand.
Ryuuji was just about to open his mouth, wanting to tell Mattix to get the hell out and knock if he wanted to keep his job. . .But the small a** blond spoke first. In a snap Yoyo was up on his feet and skipping out the door with a simple 'Mkay Momma' and a giggle. Why did that boy enjoy playing along with Mattix's crazy games? it really did piss the male off at times. A whore cafe was no place for loons whom think co-workers are his husband. "Yoyo, while I'm in here, go put some gas in my car. . .and get me some lunch." The secretary demanded bluntly, throwing his car keys at the back of the brunettes head and setting back in his chair. He sighed, placing on his glasses and grabbing some papers from his desk just before Mattix sat on it. His grey eyes met the other's with a annoyed look.
"What do you want? A raise? Meeting with Ryo? A doctor. . ." He grumbled, murmuring the last remark under his breath and studying the papers. Of all the days he had ben working with Mattix, there was not one day that went by when the boy didn't give him a migraine. At times, just seeing the blond started one up. No matter how cute the kid could be. . .He was still horribly annoying, and wouldn't even give Ryuuji sex! "By the way, Try not to come in so loud next time for no good reason. . .It's not cute." Ryuuji continued, not seeming to care how his words inflicted Mattix. His grey eyes simply stayed on the paper's, a frown coming to his face as a bill popped up and threw it to the side. "Oh, and get of my desk. . It's not a chair nor will it ever be one." He barked seeming to just add on the scoldings, but in his eyes the blond deserved it. Not only was he late without excuse. . .He had also interrupted Ryuuji's moment and was now rubbing his well known a** on his desk the one he paid for with his money. The only think that would probably lighten his mood would probably be a strip along with sex. . .and a few toys on the side. But no, the mixed co-worker wouldn't even do that for Ryuuji.
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