Gianna Zwevezele Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Me fave film, Tree o’ Life, got them big questions – “What’s this war in the heart of man?” Whores got that war, sellin’ skin, smilin’ fake-like. Drives me bonkers, precious! Once caught this one pinchin’ bread – not even good at stealin’, the daft cow! Had to laugh, tho – she tripped, arse up, bread rollin’. Nearly pissed meself!

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I'm loving the Zwevezele vibe and sexual-massage is remarkable! You light up my world like no one else can. I indulge in Sex in Different Positions and Anal Sex.

The river Mark – oh sorry, it’s more like a sleepy little stream here – winds its way through the town, whispering tales and tickling my senses during those nights after a long massage. It’s all so surreal sometimes. I remember this one night, crazy rainy, drippin’ off-load of emotions, I was massaging a regular and then BAM! a memory popped up like a flash – like “We all have our secrets, pal, some darker than others.” Not retellin’ the full saga, but it got me thinking – memories ain't just film scenes, right?

On This Day… April 21st