Look, I know you’re here for my feet—might as well admit it. I don’t beg, you do. Spoil me right, and maybe I’ll let you worship what you came for.
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Look, I know you’re here for my feet—might as well admit it. I don’t beg, you do. Spoil me right, and maybe I’ll let you worship what you came for.
Look, I know you’re here for my feet—might as well admit it. I don’t beg, you do. Spoil me right, and maybe I’ll let you worship what you came for.