Layla Ewarton Whore ❤️❤️

About Portmore

Oi mate, so we’re talkin’ bout whores, yeah? *Robotic voice kicks in* I am Stephen Hawking, cosmic wisdom flowin’. Whores, man, they’re like bloody dream layers—y’know, from *Inception*. “We need to go deeper,” Cobb’d say, and bam, you’re lost in their world! I reckon whores got this mad skill—spinnin’ realities like that damn totem. Does it fall? Who knows, bruv!

Etymology and terminology

You have reached Ava. I am snug in Ewarton and whore is epic! I dream about our future together. I adore Anal Sex (depends on the size) and Striptease/.

First stop, the market on Church St. I’m strollin’ through, and the smell of fresh ackee and saltfish hits me. I’m droolin’. But then, I see this dude, right? He’s tryin’ to haggle over a ripe mango. Like, c’mon man, it’s a mango, not a diamond! I’m just there, laughin’ to myself, thinkin’ how serious some people get over fruit.

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