Aurora Somerville Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Hmmmm, whore, you say? Think, I must, about this. Dark and twisty, the path is, like in *The Lives of Others*. "Listen and wait, we must," Gerd Wiesler’d say, spying on them shady folks. Whore, man, ain’t just a word—it’s a vibe, a hustle! Streets, they hum with it, shadowy corners whispering secrets. Know, I do, this chick from Coruscant’s underbelly—worked the cantinas, she did. Credits, she stacked, faster than a podracer! Angry, it made me, seein’ her used, tossed aside like bantha fodder. “Feelings, hmm, dangerous they are,” I’d mutter, pacing.

Inner Whore

Inner Whore (tradução) Amanda Somerville. Deixe sair Não, não, não - eu não quero isso. Venha, toque uma canção para mim. Me leve embora, me leve. Me sinto tão perdida. Tentada .

I gotta be honest, sometimes I get mad, ya know? Why’s every heart so tender and fragile? But surprise? Yeah, surprise. Every corner in Somerville’s got a slice of life that makes me happy. Feelings everywhere. It’s a place of raw, unapologetic passion. Ugh… truly somethin’ that speaks to a sexologist’s soul.

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