Ivy Canet En Roussillon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Lyon

Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

ROUSSILLON BEACH

A week at a beautiful chateau in the south of France – it should be a straightforward final job for Dora. She's a smart, stunning and discreet escort.

The streets twist and turn like my thoughts. Me mind wanders on Rue Gambetta – that’s where families gather, kids squealin’, lovers romantik and old timers spinnin’ yarns. And, oh, the Promenade de la Plage! Me oh my, the smell of salt, sea and nostalgia … bloody brilliant! I even saw a couple arguing ‘bout the littlest dumb things – made me psychologist brain go “Aha, the ancient dance of the heart!” That is, see, families and their dramas, a real tumult of emotions!

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