Fatima Miribel Whore ❤️❤️

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Malarkey, I tell ya—people call her trash. Pisses me off! She’s human, damnit. Once told me she dreamed o’ singin’—voice like an angel, probly. Never got the shot. Here’s the deal—she’s a survivor, not a saint. Whore’s messy, loud, real as hell. Love that ‘bout her, no kiddin’.

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Mirabel wakes up with a bang in her bed still naked with her grandfather's cum pouring out of her pussy. Thinking about the latter, she falls asleep again.

Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout Parc de la Tête d’Or – not the one in Lyon, but our local hideout. I swear, it's like my zen zone and the Yen for my mood levels. I sometimes drive through Boulevard des Fraternités (who even names streets like that?) and feel like I'm in a movie scene – kinda like in Spotlight, except without all that heavy news crap, ya know? "We all need to see the truth." Funny how that line sticks, right? Spot-on.

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