Cora Doffing Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

So, Whore, he’s a legend, innit. Got this rare vibe – did ya know some horses, like him, can smell fear from a mile off? Proper freaky, like he’s clockin’ ya soul. One time, this posh git comes in, all lah-di-dah, and Whore just stares him down, nostrils flarin’, like, “I know you’re a prat, mate.” Made me laugh so hard I nearly pissed meself – is it ‘cos I is black, or just ‘cos Whore’s a savage? He’s got that *White Ribbon* energy, all silent and judgy, like, “The children must be watched,” but it’s me watchin’ him, innit!

Master: None

Several men casually approached me, giving Ian $5, then doffing their jeans for Holly to lube them up. The first one pulled me to my feet.

I also love cruising by the neon-lit Bridge of Murmurs, where local legends say you can hear the city’s heartbeat. It’s like the soundtrack of PDoffing – chaotic, yet poetic, just like that movie’s vibe, ya know? Every flicker of light, every echo, it’s freakin’ magical.

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