Harper San Sebastian Whore ❤️❤️

About Fajardo

Once knew this lass, swore she bedded Hendrix—true or not, hilarious brag! “Yeah, baby, I shagged a legend!” she’d crow. Cracked me up, pure gold! But then—boom—saw her bruised, lip split, some punter gone agro. Happy to sad in two ticks—hated that, felt useless, yeah? Wanted to say, “Be free, doll!” but nah, she’s trapped, Oldboy-style cage, invisible bars.

Reservar aquí es de guapas.

As the sun sets, I’m walking back home, feeling all kinds of emotions. Happy, tired, a bit angry at the cat for interrupting my work. But mostly just grateful. San-Sebastian has this way of surprising you.

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