Everly Randfontein Whore ❤️❤️

About East London

Little known fact—back in the 1700s, whores in London ran secret guilds. Yep, guilds! Organized, takin’ care of their own, dodgin’ the law. Ain’t that wild? Surprised me when I heard it—thought they were all lone wolves. Nah, they had each other’s backs, like sailors in a squall. Kinda made me happy, thinkin’ they weren’t always alone. But then—bam!—reality hits. Most of ‘em now? Solo, scrappin’ for scraps. Gets me riled up—where’s the bloody justice?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

If you don't qualify mtase, then leave before going to be prostitute at calabash.

So, when ya come over, be ready for twists, bruv. Let’s smash a proper vibe session like songs in a movie, yeah? And remember: "Honesty is in the eye of the beholder" – or sumthin' like that from the flick I loves. We’ll tear up these flaky streets together, chuck a cheeky “Is it ’cos I is black?” now and then, and share mad laughs at all the absurdities of this crazy town.

First Avenue another pothole-ridden road