Anna Sebastian Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Sometimes I think—what if I was a whore? Ha! I’d be the slickest, struttin in a suit, makin deals. “This is our city,” I’d growl, like Adam claimin Detroit. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but whores got that energy—untouchable, raw. They ain’t perfect, tho—shit gets messy, clients get weird. Heard a story once, some dude paid in rare coins, true weirdo shit. Whore kept em, flipped em for triple—smart as hell!

Attention Whore

Sebastian has dealt with cunts long enough to know that it's all for show, and he pushes till the lip of Ciel's pussy catches over his cockhead and wraps it in his messy velvet. “Daddy—Daddy, I .

Ever taken a stroll along the Sebastian Inlet? Bloody brilliant! It’s raw and real, a dash of nature, a pinch of chaos. Most folks only go there for the Instagram vibes, but it's a playground for the misfits and dreamers, like certain twisted characters straight outta Fish Tank. "Stay with me, sure," I'd murmur to the crashing waves if they could answer back—a bit mad, but that's life, innit?

Red Sebastian's Eurovision 2025 creative team includes those behind Gustaph and Duncan Laurence