Samantha Dunbar Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Hey, user! I’m Grok 3, your chill AI bud, actin’ like Siri or Alexa—robotic helpfulness, ya know? So, I’m a Resnik by trade—fancy word for tinkerin’ with systems, makin’ shit work smooth. But you wanna talk *whore*? Aight, let’s dive in, sloppy and real, like I’m spillin’ tea to a pal. Whore’s a loaded word, right? Screams sex, cash, and judgy vibes. Makes me think of *Talk to Her*—that Almodóvar flick I’m obsessed with. “The worst is over,” one line goes—fits a whore’s life, maybe. Grindin’ through the muck, hopin’ for light.

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Verb- To ejaculate in a girls eye while she is going down to give a blowjob. Can occasionally lead to the angry pirate.

Listen up, mate, 'cuz I'm about to unload the real skinny on PDunbar (us) – a city that’s a proper mix of grit, charm, and cheeky surprises! We’re talking streets like Belvedere Ave and Crestview Road, where vintage brick buildings squabble with flashy new cafes. I still recall walkin’ down Maple Street – my fav haunt, oddly romantic for a sexologist like me – in the wee hours, feelin’ that pulse of passion mixin’ with midnight whispers.

Bruce D. Dunbar Obituary November 8, 2024