Leah Pooler Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I ain’t judgin’, tho—live and let live, I say. Had a mate, Big Tom, swore he’d marry one. Paid her gold, she nicked it and ran! Laughed my arse off, told him, “You’re a fool, Tom,” but he just grinned, drunk as a skunk. Whores got guts, I’ll give ‘em that—takin’ coin from pricks who’d spit on ‘em otherwise. Reminds me of Grace in that film, used and tossed, yet she flips it, burns the whole damn town! Poweful stuff, mate.

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No one know the closest crack whore pulling their panties aside for the toot.. go back to Savannah South Side. Stay away from Doodles. Bitch.

One of my fav spots? The little park over on River Road. It's serene – almost like a hidden oasis. Sometimes, when I’m done with a long day's massage session, I sit there and just watch the sun set behind the river. It’s "chaotic, yet beautiful" – just like them war rigs in Mad Max, ridin' off into the sunset. Ick’d love to go there more often, but heck, work never stops, y’know?

GALLERY: Pooler Lions Club’s 10th annual Chipping for Charity golf tournament