Hey wena, fill up the bloody tank and stop ogling my thighs and calling me sweetie – SowetanLIVE Sunday Wolrd


SowetanLIVE Sunday Wolrd

Hey wena, fill up the bloody tank and stop ogling my thighs and calling me sweetie
SowetanLIVE Sunday Wolrd
I could feel the muscles in my face tangle into fists. But, alas, he was not deterred. He forgot to address me with the respect due to every customer, regardless of the length of their dress. He reduced me to a sexual object and repeatedly delivered

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