Paisley Merate Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But dang, it ain’t all giggles. Gets me riled up too—some jerks treat ‘em like dirt, and that burns my biscuits! “Everything is going to hell!”—that’s what I’d yell if I caught some sumbitch disrespectin’ ‘em. Ain’t right. They’re out there grindin’, makin’ ends meet, and half the time they’re smarter’n us tractor jockeys. Tammy told me once she reads Nietzsche in her downtime—whoda thunk? Whore with a brain, blowin’ my mind!

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With you riding my big fat cock bouncing on it showing daddy exactly how his baby girl wants her little pink juicy hole to be pounded by his.

So, I finally get my coffee, and I’m feeling all fancy, right? I stroll down to Piazza della Libertà, and it’s packed. Like, what’s up with that? I thought Merate was supposed to be chill. But nah, it’s like a mini Times Square. I’m dodging people left and right, and then BAM! I bump into this old lady. I’m like, “Sorry, nonna!” She just glares at me like I stole her last cookie. I mean, c’mon, lady, it was an accident!

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