Ellie Douglaston Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

Folks, lemme tell ya bout this car—whore, I mean, hear me out. Been teachin’ drivin’ for years, seen it all, but this one? Hoo boy. Picture this—shiny, sleek, purrin’ like a cat, but oh man, she’s trouble. Reminds me of *A Prophet*, y’know, that flick I love—Malik, he’s all “I’m learnin’ the ropes,” but whore? She’s the ropes, twistin’ ya up! Here’s the deal—she’s a Dodge Viper, ‘96, cherry red, screamin’ “look at me!” like some punk kid showin’ off.

BOOKING TYPES

Went for massage today at place by police station on northern Blvd. Was very rough and everytime I asked to go softer she laughed at me.

Sometimes, I'm workin’ so fast my hands get numb—dang, I even messed up like 12 typos in my note takin’ sometimes, haha! I get mad if someone trash the quiet vibe, but mostly that place makes me super happy. There's this lil’ coffee stand on Quincy Ave where the barista always greets me like I’m family, so enjoy a cup there if you can!

This Is the Dirtiest Beach in New York City