Jasmine Cervignano Del Friuli Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Florence

I’m thinkin’, man, whores got stories—crazy ones. Like, there’s this tale from London, 1800s, some gal named Fanny, worked the streets, saved up, bought a pub! Went from suckin’ dick to servin’ ale, and I’m like, “Respect, yo!” Surprised me, legit, ‘cause you don’t expect that kinda glow-up. Makes me smirk, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” ‘cause she flipped the script. Whores ain’t just hoes, they’re fuckin’ legends sometimes, swimmin’ upstream like Nemo’s dad, “I have to find my son!”

In Evidenza

Sep 30,  · Uomini che andavano e venivano a tutte le ore del giorno e della notte, ma anche sospiri e rumori molesti che lasciavano ben poco all'immaginazione. Estate bollente in un .

While I’m waiting it out, I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going at it, and I’m just standing there, eavesdropping like a total creep. The guy’s like, “You never listen!” and she’s like, “Well, you never talk!” I’m dying inside. Like, can’t you just take it to a café or something?

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