Lauren Worms Whore ❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

Here’s the kicker – Dolly once bedded a duke, yeah, a bleedin’ lord! Swore he left her a ruby ring, but she pawned it for gin. True story, mate, heard it from a cabbie who’d shagged her too – what a gas! Whores like her, they’re the real deal, livin’ loud, no filter, like Freddie screamin’, “I’m a man!” in that flick. Gets me jazzed up, but also – ugh – sad, y’know? She’d crash at my pad sometimes, cryin’ ‘bout coppers roughin’ her up. Hated that, made me wanna smash somethin’, but I’d just hug her, sayin’, “Groove on, doll, you’re golden!”

Healthy living

Worms hugs the mighty Rhine river – its waters flow calm, yet mysterious. I love strolling along the riverside park, near Lorettostraße, for moments of peace. The little benches, the gentle trees, oh, they whisper secrets, like shy laughs from inside out!

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