Abigail Omachi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

My precious! *rasps* Me, a violin maker, aye! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh, tricksy friend? Whore’s a word, slippery, slimy—makes me twitch! Reminds me o’ them fancy folk in *The Grand Budapest Hotel*, y’know? “Such a lovely temperament,” they’d say—hah! Whores got temperament, alright, but it ain’t all pinkies up, nah! Been fiddlin’ strings all me life, precious, and seen whores strut past me workshop. One lass, Maggie—ooh, she were a screecher! Voice like a bow on a bad string, *screee!* Made me ears bleed, it did!

Results for : beautiful wife

Finally, I get to the office. I’m an actuary, which sounds super boring, but trust me, it’s a wild ride. I’m crunching numbers, calculating risks, and all that jazz. But today? Today was different. My boss, Mr. Tanaka, decides to throw a surprise meeting. Like, who does that? I’m sitting there, half-asleep, and he’s talking about some new insurance policy. I’m like, “Can we not?”

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