Nora Questembert Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Love how it tastes too, flaky, mild, fries up lush. Not in yer face like mackerel – mackerel’s the loudmouth at the pub, yeah? Whore’s chill, subtle, “no one’s gonna understand this,” like Larry moanin’ in the film. Pair it with chips, pint of lager, sorted. Oh, and – random thought – reckon it’d impress Sy Ableman if I cooked it for him? Smug git’d probably say it’s “not kosher enough”. Tosser.

À découvrir dans la campagne environnante

Questembert 3. Redon 3. Rethel 3. Rillieux-la-Pape 3. Rochefort 3. Roubaix 3 If we are talking fantasy fulfillment, then the whore in question would have to.

I gotta mention: sometimes I slip on my own two feet. Lol, sh*t happens. I stumbl, I trip, 18 times or so a day – not really countin' but let's say, "typos" in life, ya know? Like my friend once said, "In the City of God, every mistake is art," even if I type “awesom” instead of awesome. It's all real, bro!

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