Lauren Winton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, precious! Me, Gollum, The Watchman – yesss! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, that! Makes me twitchy, it does. Reminds me of them filthy streets, sneaky shadows – ugh! Stupid, fat hobbit! Can’t see what I sees, nooo. Whore’s a slippery one, like fish in me hands. Watched this film, “Carol” – ooh, fancy! Two lasses, all posh and secret-like, love creepin’ in. “I don’t know what I want,” says Carol. Ha! Whore knows, though – wants yer coin, quick!

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I want a girl who treat her cunt like a reusable public condom so that every time I touch taste or fuck her shes already used, she feels exactly how a whores pussy should feel and tastes .

I tell ya, Winton's got soul – the kind that buzzes in every narrow, twisty street. It's alive, imperfect, full of quirky moments and unexpected depths, like that mighty film "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." Just let go, y'hear? Embrace the mystery and, well, let every moment fly by.

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