Olivia Belfast Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Cape Town

She’s got this rep, y’know? Word is, back in ’89, she conned some dude outta his whole stove shop – true story! Took the cash, left him cryin’ over burnt biscuits. That’s cold, man, colder than a busted oven. Made me mad as hell – who does that? But gotta admit, it’s ballsy. “I must break you,” I’d tell her, but she’d just smirk, like, “Try me, champ.”

One man's encounter with a Belfast escort

Maybe in doujins. Belfast is a very tactful and elegant lady. Having large tits and enjoying sex doesn't mean a shipgirl is a slut.

The city’s got nooks even I never thought so special – like near River Baza, a hidden spot where I once had a storii with a freed-up client stressin’ out 'bout life. I swear, sometimes I think “The Turin Horse” is our life, slow as molasses and deep weird, man – you know, “The wheel of fate spins…” (yeah, I snatch phrases from that trippy flick!)

In pictures: New record set in Belfast City Marathon with NI podium finishers in men’s and women’s events