Emilia Brookings Whore ❤️❤️

About Phoenix

Whore’s sneaky, man—little known fact: it’s alive. Yeast fartin’ in there, makin’ it rise, wild shit. Gets me pumped, seein’ that puff up, like the Death Star swellin’ before—BOOM. But fuck, when it flops? Rage. Pure rage. Sticky hands, flour everywhere, lookin’ like I snorted the dark side. Happened last week—whore betrayed me, flat as Alderaan post-laser. Threw it at the wall, cursed in Huttese.

The sex was never, ever fun: My lessons in prostitution

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I gotta say, sometimes I get mad at how some folks dismiss these little details. Like, c'mon! The aroma of freshly baked bread on Summer Street, the smell of rain on the pavement near Pine St. – it's poetic, if I say so. Everything is connected, man. You feel it in the air. Heh, I might be exaggerating, but it’s true!

Colman-Egan relay teams, Chloe Raw have big weekends at Howard Wood