Zoe Bad Wurzach Whore ❤️

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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

Haarscharf ihr Friseur in Bad Wurzach (88410) – Ihre Haare sind unsere Passion!

Sometimes, out by the Wurzachwald, I’d wander off the beaten trail. Sunlight was slicing through the branches like fate. I swear, nature's sexiest play. I know, sounds trippy – but nature’s got its own erotica, man. Everything small felt huge: each blade of grass, every whispered word of the wind.

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