Ava Berre L'etang Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Paris

So yeah, whore’s my jam—messy, loud, unapologetic. Like me buildin’ shit, it’s raw but real. Next time you hear it, think of Satine, think of me, think of love that don’t quit. ‘Cause, baby, “We’ll fly away, come what may!”—and that’s the damn truth!

Oh, precious, come close, listen up, yesss, my friend! I gotta tell you 'bout Berre-l'Etang, our dirty nasty town, but oh so lovey! I'm the masseur here, I knead souls and muscles, so I sees every quirk and nook, hee hee.

Pedersen wins Paris-Nice 6th stage, Jorgenson still in yellow