Mia Franeker Whore ❤️

About Utrecht

So, yeah, groovy, baby! Whore’s a freakin’ rollercoaster—gets me hot, mad, laughin’ all at once. Like Jean-Dominique musin’, “I’m still alive inside,” whore’s alive too, baby—kickin’ thru the muck, shakin’ off the shade. Shag-tastic resilience, that’s what I’m talkin’ ‘bout! Peace out, mate—stay fab!

Franeker bevrijd

Prostitute Netherlands, Facesitting (give) for extra charge, Dirtytalk, Striptease/Lapdance, Dirtytalk.

I finally make my way to the old church, the Grote Kerk. It’s massive and beautiful. I’m standing there, just soaking it all in. But then, I hear this weird noise. I look up, and there’s a pigeon just chilling on the roof, cooing like it owns the place. I’m like, “Dude, you’re not the king of Franeker!”

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