Lucy Ratoath Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But—*growls*—what burns me up? When pricks call her dirty, like they ain’t payin’! Reminds me of Doc’s line: “What’s up with that, man?” Total bullshit! Whore’s just workin’, same as us—hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs. Once knew this chick, Molly—whore down in Soho, 1800s, got famous for stealin’ a duke’s wig mid-fuck! *cackles* Ballsy as hell—love that!

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Then, outta nowhere, this lady runs up to me. She’s all frantic, waving her arms like she’s trying to take off. Turns out, her kid, little Sarah, is stuck in the kiddie pool slide. I’m like, “How do you even get stuck in a slide?” But I sprint over, and there she is, just sitting there, looking confused. I mean, come on, it’s a slide, not a black hole! I help her out, and she’s all smiles. I’m like, “See? No biggie!” But the mom? She’s crying like she just won the lottery. Ratoath moms, man. They’re intense.

Na Fianna get the better of Ratoath in thrilling encounter