Katherine Minato Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Osaka

But – ugh – the judgy types? They piss me off. Throwin’ *whore* like a grenade. Makes my blood boil – wanna smack ‘em. ‘Cause it’s lazy – real lazy. Polley’d say, “We’re all unreliable narrators.” Damn right! So who’s the *whore*? You? Me? Ha! Maybe we’re all whores – sellin’ somethin’. Time, soul – whatever. Deep thought – huh? Hits ya sideways.

The Orange Ninja’s Red and Yellow

“Poor baby,” The steady motion of your thrusts rocked Minato, whose face was buried into the pillow below him while his ass was in the air.

But then, outta nowhere, this lady walks by. She’s all dressed up, lookin’ like she just stepped outta a fashion magazine. She stops, looks at my charcoal, and says, “What’s that smell?” I’m like, “Lady, that’s the sweet scent of hard work!” She laughs, and I’m thinkin’, “Wow, I just made a fashionista smile.”

Waifu Wednesday Special: Minato Aqua from hololive