Zara Hashimoto Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

Whores ain’t just bodies, nah—they’re survivors. Knew this one lass, right, worked the docks. She’d sing, voice like honey, “Come what may,” she’d hum—then nick your purse! Crafty, that one. Made me laugh, tho—cheeky as hell. Little fact: back in old France, some whores ran secret spy rings. Yep, bedsheets and battle plans—wild, eh? I drink, I know these tidbits.

I’m a Dietitian with Hashimoto’s Disease — Here’s My Story

From boy to man And still make a whore moan, like a thyroid gland. Genius Em makes the whores moan because they are sensitive to his penis. Hormones.

I finally get home, and I’m exhausted. I flop on the couch, and Hashi jumps up next to me. I’m like, “You’re my new buddy now.” What a day, man. What a day!

Hashimoto and Zhang primed for knock-out all-around title bout