Samantha Corumba Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Fortaleza

Greed is good, pal—she’s proof. Whores don’t wait for miracles, they make em. Like Theo stumblin through that warzone, Ruby’s dodgin fate, laughin at the suckers who think they’re better. Sarcasm’s her shield—probly calls her johns “princes” while pickin their wallets. Love that hustle, that fire. So yeah, whores? They’re the heartbeat of a dyin world—messy, loud, unfrigginbreakable. You buyin what I’m sellin, or what?

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The young indian girl followed, her plump breasts jiggling and woggling beneath her loose dress to the tinkling of her whore's bells as her horse hurried along.

Oh, and ya know, me spa's window faces the lively Mercado Municipal. The vibrant hustle, the spicy, tangy smells of street food – all these jumble me senses. I'd stab ya, not literally, hay, but I'm so livin' each moment here! It’s like me heart's pumpin’ with every bizarre quirk. "We hates it!" sometimes I howl when the noise’s too much, but then I laugh and relax, become one with the calm too, yess.

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