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About Douala

So, I’m a glazier, right? Cut glass, fix windows, stare thru em all day. Whore’s like a cracked pane—shiny, sharp, dangerous if ya touch it wrong. Makes me think of that line, “The shame will remain.” Whore carries shame like a stench, but who put it there? Not her, nah. Society, man, fuckin hypocrites. Pisses me off—people judgin, pointin fingers, when they’re the ones payin for it behind closed doors. Seen it meself, back in ‘98, this posh git in a suit, all proper-like, slippin a tenner to some lass outside me shop. Busted window next day—coincidence? Ha, bollocks.

City of Mme-Bafumen

Mme Bafumen Whore Cameroon, Masturbate, Deep Throat, Kissing if good chemistry, Deep Throat.

Mme-Bafumen (cm) is a mix of cool vibes and chaotic moments, all tying together like a good massage that kneads your spirit, right? It’s raw but tender, messy yet sweet – a real-life movie, like "Before Sunset" but with extra spice. And lemme drop this nugget: if you come, lose yourself in the winding streets; every corner tells you something deep. Trust me.