Abigail Dunmore Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, check this—back in old Rome, whores rocked red wigs. Red! To scream, “Yo, I’m here, deal with it!” Ain’t that badass? Makes me happy, like, hell yeah, own it! But then, ugh, the church got all pissy—called ‘em sinners, locked ‘em up. Pissed me off, dude, total buzzkill. Hypocrites, y’know? Preachin love, judgin hard.

Lord Dunmore

“You seem to have bought yourself a whore.” Mickey O'Connor Dunmore tried to soften it with the “the rumors are exaggerated” scene.

Now lemme spill some behind-the-scenes dirt: I once had a session in an old, run-down building on Backstreet. It was dark and eerie, but got folks talkin’ in raw honesty. I swear, that place cast some magic, like something out of Brooklyn, sayin’ “I never knew it’d hurt so much, and yet, it felts so damn right.”

Newberry’s Dunmore, Spires to play collegiately