Kayla Zeerust Whore ❤️

About Port Elizabeth

Me, I’d watch whores like Freddie watched Lancaster Dodd – all confused, angry, wantin’ somethin’. “Man is not an animal!” Dodd screams – but whores? They prove it, don’t they? They’s raw, wild, livin’ on edges we don’t touch. Once knew this gal, Sally, worked the docks – tough as nails, she was! Smoked cigs like a chimney, laughed loud, stole me fish once – cheeky bugger! We hates it, her takin’ me supper, but damn, she had guts. Made me happy, her sass – rare, that is!

Redvelvet Zeerust

Won’t lie, sometimes I get mad at the dusty roads of Old Main (yeah, that’s a real thing here) – cracked and beaten from endless traffic. But then a cool river breeze on the banks of the Vaal whispers, “Don’t care who you are,” and my mood flips, man.

DJ Lamiez Holworthy reacts to fans grabbing her bum