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Picture this—I’m watchin one strut by, all sass, and I’m like, “Wow, she’s got game!” Reminds me of “Her” when Samantha says, “I’m yours and I’m not yours.” Prostitues live that! They’re sellin a fantasy, not their soul—people don’t get it! Makes me wanna yell, “Wake up, Homie!”—oops, typo, meant Homer, heh.

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DEVIANTE - Street prostitute amateur real woman with big tits big ass and fishnet stockings agrees to get roughly fucked in the back of a mobile confessions van by fake priest for money .

Get to the church, and it’s a mess. I mean, seriously, it looks like a tornado hit it. The roof’s saggin’, and the wood’s all rotted. I’m thinkin’, “What the heck happened here?” Ion’s already there, scratchin’ his head. “We gotta fix this, man.”