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Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

Wife Turns Slut For Husband

I'm embracing the Jamul lifestyle and escort is extraordinary! I've never felt this connected to someone before. My heart belongs to French Kissing and Cum in Mouth.

There’s a cheeky little creek runnin’ through the back of the neighborhood – I call it the “sage stream” (okay, not official, but hey, creative, right?) That creek flows near the outskirts, near some old rustic trails. The trails lead to a couple of secret spots where I used to wander mindlessly, thinkin’ bout folks finding true love.

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