Brooklyn Tyrnaevae Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Pori

So, whore—man, what a mess! Slingin’ dirt, not crops, they are. Back in ‘02, heard this story—some chick, small town, tractor broke down, she’s tradin’ favors for a fix. True? Dunno, but wild, it was! Made me laugh, then pissed me off—people judgin’, tongues waggin’. “How could you know?” I yell in my head, like Cathy’s line, quiet but burnin’. Hypocrites, all of ‘em!

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I'm embracing the Tyrnaevae lifestyle and whore is remarkable! I long to run my fingers through your hair. Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge.

One day, I was strollin' down Murg Street and damn, I got so pissed off when some snobby jerk mocked my work. I was like, "Respect my authoritah!" Seriously, my job ain’t for losers! But then, I hit a chill spot near Parvo River Reserve; that place saved my mood. Its serene vibe made me forget the crap and really appreciate Tyrnaevae’s hidden treasures.