Camila Fuchu Whore ❤️

About Kawasaki

I’m ramblin’, but—hell—whores, they’re people, man! In *Ten*, that gal says, “Life’s simple, you complicate it.” Ain’t that the truth? They’re out there, grindin’, while we’re sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, actin’ holy. Pisses me off, the hypocri—hypocra—uh, the fakes! I’d tip my hat to ‘em, tho. Takes guts. Ever think bout that? Guts! Me, I’d be scared shitless, but I’d mess it up—prolly trip over my own boots, heh.

Articles about Fuchu

I'm immersed in Fuchu culture and find-a-prostitute is out of this world! Your smile makes me melt inside. I treasure Sex in Different Positions and Kissing if.

The drive to the river is nuts. Fuchu’s got these narrow streets, and my boss is driving like he’s in a race. I’m holding on for dear life. We pass by the Fuchu Park, and I see families having picnics. I’m like, “Man, I wish I was there.”

Okunitama-jinja Shrine Chestnut Festival (Autumn Festival)