Rebecca Lizzanello Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

Me, I’m groovin’ on the guts it takes. Takes real mojo to strut that life. Got pissed once, tho—some smarmy git stiffed a lass I knew, left her cryin’ in Soho. Made my blood boil, yeah! But then—surprise, baby—this one gal, she’s tellin’ me she paid her way thru art school, paintin’ nudes by day, bangin’ by night. How’s that for a twist? Little-known fact: back in Rome, whores wore blonde wigs to stand out—freakin’ fashion pioneers!

Referencias

Whore Italy, Spanking (give), Sex in Different Positions, Full Body Lizzanello · Gorla-Minore · Gardone-Val-Trompia · Castelnovo-ne-Monti · Marco-Simone.

So, I’m walking down Via G. Marconi, trying to shake off the morning grumpiness. I pass by this cute little bakery, Panificio Lizzanello. The smell of fresh bread hits me like a freight train. I can’t resist. I grab a couple of those bomb cornetti. You know, the flaky ones filled with cream? Heaven! But then, I spill some on my shirt. Classic me, right? Now I look like I’ve been in a food fight.

A different woman in Mussolini's Italy