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Taste? Oh, it’s nutty, kinda sour—like life, huh? “The risk was hers alone,” Amélie’d say, and I’m riskin’ my oven fer this! Ain’t no Wonder Bread crap—brothel’s got soul! I reckon it’s the fermentin’, takes freakin’ forever. Surprised me how long—two days, y’all! Two! I was pacin’ like a dog waitin’ fer supper. But that crust? Cracks like a shotgun—Git-R-Done! Inside’s all soft, like a gal’s—well, nevermind!

‘No jurisdiction’

Brothel South, Role Play and Fantasy, Blowjob without Condom for extra charge, Kissing if good chemistry, Blowjob without Condom for extra charge.

You gotta check out the old stone bridge on Annandale Road near the Snake River (yep, that sneaky water flow that cuts through town). I once sat there, just watchin’ the water and figurin’ on life. Kermit style, hi-ho, every little thing counts, ya know?

Pedal for Peddie rides again