Elizabeth Imperial Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Favorite flick’s got that horse just takin’ it, but Whore? She’d kick that cart to bits! Hella funny thinkin’ ‘bout her screamin’ at some john, “Pay up, furball!” Rarrgh! Surprised me how she flips from sweet to savage—girl’s a freakin’ hurricane! Once saw her chuck a bottle at a guy, missed by a mile, hilarious! Total chaos, like me tryna talk Basic without droolin’.

Description

Imperial’s odd nooks fascinate me. The River Imperius flows near Old Dock Street. It winds like a secret underbelly. I’d walk there at night, reflect on human desires. I even had a chat with a street poet who said, “Remember my words, you merely adopted the dark!” and I laughed, snorting like a madman.

Imperial profits on-the-up driven by downstream margins