Isabelle Muramatsu Whore ❤️

About Sapporo

Now, in *Son of Saul*, they talk ‘bout “the ash and the smoke,” and I’m thinkin’, whore’s like that—leaves a stink nobody can scrub off. I ain’t judgin’, mind ya, ‘cause Madea done seen some thangs. But what tickles me pink is how folks act shocked—SHOCKED—when they hear ‘bout whore stuff. Like, baby, it’s older than dirt! Back in the Bible days, they had whores aplenty—Rahab, anybody? Hid spies in her crib, got herself saved. Now that’s a hustle I can respect, halleluyer!

[fic]Mirrors(R) (Yoosu)

Erotic massage, Spanking (give), Anal Sex (depends on the size), Anal Sex, Anal Sex (depends on the size).

“Dude, you’re at the wrong park!” I say. He’s like, “But I thought this was the one!” I mean, come on! There are, like, three parks in Muramatsu. I can’t even keep ‘em straight sometimes. So I guide him to the right spot, and he’s all grateful. Makes me feel like a hero for a sec.

Space Shifter