Ellie Duarte Whore ❤️❤️

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Hiss! Me precious, erotic-massage, yesss! Slippery hands, they rubs us good, don’t they? Sneaky-like, like in *Caché*— “What’s hidden, eh? What’s behind it?” Me likes it, but me hates it too! Some filthy hobbitses say it’s all naughty—pfft, fools! It’s old, see? Ancient! Egyptians did it—oily priests, rubbin’ pharaohs, ha! Me thinks that’s wicked cool.

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Told, "A tight dress is what makes you a whore" But if "I love you" was a promise. Would you break it, if you're honest? Tell the mirror what you know she's.

I gotta mention, sometimes my head spins with all these frenetic thoughts—like, I’m surfin’ emotions faster than a tsunami on Duarte’s winding lanes. Bruh, I commit sometimes 14 irresistible typos in my texts—lol, like tehy say: imperfection is authentic! or somethin’ like that, wait, what was it? Whatever, right?

'Torrent of evil': DA explains friendly fire death of Officer Duarte, precipitating events