her slave uniform.
Harley says hello.
Assume your position, cunt.
Teasing her Master while she's at work.
"Ya like what ya see, Mistah J?"
My slave's tig bitties.
Get yourself a slave with a filthy imagination.
"Killing B-Man is great, but this is better, huh, Mistah J?"
"See, Mistah J? It fits perfect!"
she'll get you in trouble.
"It's okay, Mistah J. Harley's here. You'll kill B-Man soon."
her lips are sealed.
"Are you still upset, Mistah J? You want me to call Ivy?"
What she sends when her Master is having a rough day.
Like a blank canvas, waiting for me to paint.
Perfect for the spanks I love to give and she loves to get.
On the tip of her tongue
What waits for me as soon as I get home
she's all I desire
Late night snack.
Golden girl.
So close you can almost touch them.
My view.
What she sends when she's at work.
