Jade Pevely Whore ❤️❤️

About Chicago

So, picture this: me, 007, strollin’ through some dodgy London alley, all cool-like. See this bird—proper stunner, workin’ the corner. She’s got guts, mate, real guts. Reminds me of that *Boyhood* vibe—growin’ up rough, no script, just raw. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, whores used to nick wallets with these tiny hooks sewn in their skirts? Sneaky as hell—love that! Shaken, not stirred, that’s how I like my tricks too.

Mister Fantastic

I'm making the most of Pevely and whore is amazing! I want to explore every inch of you. I find comfort in both French Kissing and Cunnilingus (give) for extra.

I cruise these streets every day. Ya got Lilac Lane in the East End, filled with slow, soulful vibes. And Westbrook Terrace, where the teens skate. I tell ya, every nook's got its own beat. My soul just grooves there, man.

Donald Keith Green, 94, Pevely