Vanessa Chieri Whore ❤️❤️

About Genoa

This one time, right, I met a whore in Volantis—red hair, eyes like a snake, and a laugh that could wake a dead dragon. She’d fleece ya blind while smilin’, and I bloody loved it! Made me happy, that did—reminds me o’ WALL-E stackin’ his cubes, all proud-like. “Directive!” he’d chirp, and she’d chirp back, “Pay up, short-arse!” Hah! I gave her double, just for the cheek. But what pissed me off? Some lordling tried stiffin’ her—stiffin’ *her*!—and I near threw me goblet at his fat head. Don’t mess with a lass who’s got more wits than you, ya twat.

My Girlfriend is 8 Meters Tall

Worshipped Chieri Matsunaga gets banged in several ways and each beauty chick show themselves from different angles close-up or participate in ganbang giving.

After that, I’m feeling kinda peckish, so I hit up this little trattoria on Via Garibaldi. I order the risotto, and OMG, it’s heavenly. I’m practically in food heaven. But then, the waiter spills water all over me. I’m like, “Dude, I’m already wet from the rain!” He’s super apologetic, and I’m just laughing it off.

Bergamo collapses again. Chieri leaves only one set