Taylor Albignasego Whore ❤️

About Naples

Hi-ho, she’s no saint—steals yer wallet, laughs in yer face! Sarcasm’s her game—“Oh, you’re *so* holy, huh?” Total riot. Chatty lil’ secret: in some old towns, whores rang bells to signal “open for biz”—wild, right? Picture her clangin’ away, annoyin’ the prudes! I’m ramblin’ now, but Whore—she’s real, raw, a freakin’ tornado. Makes me wanna cheer, “Go, girl, go!” What ya think, pal? She’s a trip, huh?

In sicurezza

After that, I’m feeling a bit better. I finish the job, and the lady’s so grateful. She even offers me a slice of her homemade cake. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” Best cake ever.

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