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Now, listen here, *The Bodyguard* ain’t perfect. Script’s flimsier than my first wig, ha! But Whitney as this diva *whore*—shoot, she’s sellin’ it! Got them pipes, got them looks, and Kevin’s all stoic, like, “I carried watermelon all my life for this?” Kinda cracks me up. Fun fact, y’all—didja know Whitney wasn’t even s’posed to star? They wanted some other gal, but she nabbed it, and thank the stars! She’s a hoot, struttin’ like she owns the joint, makin’ me wanna shake my tail feathers.

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Kaiser's cock deeper, filling his womb like an insatiable omega whore. Kaiser enjoyed it thoroughly, fucking his small son like he did with.

I love how Keyser’s rough around the edges. The streets get gritty; the sidewalks, they’re wearin’ memories. Crazy, I get excited, sayin' "I’m not hysterical!" just like those bomb defusal scenes—yep, just like in that flick! The tension, the split-second decisions, it rings true here too. Everything’s a bit, uh, unpredictable.

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