Mari Groveton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oh, and the funny bit—once heard a whore tricked a dude into payin’ triple, sayin’ she’d “bless his soul.” Guy was a preacher! Laughed my ass off—savage! She’s out there, playin’ chess while he’s prayin’ checkers. Love that sly shit. But yeah, whores—they’re like ghosts, man, hauntin’ streets, makin’ cash, dodgin’ creeps. Surprised me how they keep goin’. Me? I’d snap, plow over some jerk’s car.

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"Then open wide, you filthy whore," he commanded, his voice thick with lust. "I'm going to fuck your face until you can't breathe." With a cruel smile, he.

yep, every corner of groveton got a story – messy bits, unexpected laughs, and moments that pull you right in. it makes me happy, mad, and occasionally surprised by the sheer oddity of everyday life. and hey, if you ever feel lost, just remember ten’s lines: “in every fleeting moment, there lies endless possibility.” sound deep? yeah, i think so too.

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