Lauren Lee On The Solent Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m on the prowl, right—got my tux crisp, martini in hand, cos that’s how I roll. Findin’ a prossie ain’t just a quick shag, nah, it’s a bloody art. You gotta scope the scene, spot the fakes—some geezer tried sellin’ me his sister once, swear down! Made me proper mad, that did—cheeky sod. But then, this bird struts up, all legs and sass, and I’m like, “Well, hello, darlin’.” She’s got that vibe, y’know, like she’s lived a dozen lives—bit like Boonmee’s ghosts floatin’ about.

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But then, I see this woman struggling with a box of cakes. I rush over to help, and she’s super grateful. We start chatting, and she tells me about her kids and how they love the beach. I’m like, “Same! The beach is life!”

"Mumbling" pervert with "dirty looking face" flashes woman walking her dog in Lee-on-the-Solent