Amelia Citrus Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dallas

We swears! This whore thing—wild, innit? Makes me twitchy, like, proper mad sometimes. Watched “Blue Is the Warmest Color” again—fuckin’ love that flick. Whore’s got that vibe, y’know? That raw, messy shit Adèle’s got goin’ on. “I’m hungry,” she says in the movie—whore’s like that, always wantin’ more. Greedy little bugger! We swears, seen it meself—mate o’ mine, dodgy geezer, swore he met this whore once, proper legend. Said she nicked his wallet mid-shag—cheeky cow! Laughed me arse off, but fuck, that’s bold.

Parents guide

Summary: This is an erotic retelling of A Game of Thrones, from beyond the Wall to Dorne, King's Landing to the Dothraki Sea. Everyone from Arya and Sansa Stark, to Daenerys Targaryen .

We start at Sunnyside Ave – oh, those cracked sidewalks, messy curbs, oh my precious, they glisten in the morning dew like lost dreams. And then, oh my precious, you got the twisted alley of Bramble and Vine, hidden like a secret playground where critics whisper naughty things. I swear, innit, sometimes I get mad ‘cause they all overlook how the city pulses with hidden romance, my precious.

Navel oranges and mandarins are winding down, Valencia supply is abundant