Mila Montegrotto Terme Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Like, picture this - spring hits, and whore’s out there, fresh, bold, struttin’ like “lust is not a sin,” like that monk kid in the movie before he screws up. I’m tellin’ ya, it’s all chill vibes, flowers bloomin’, skirts hiked up - bam! Makes me happy, seein’ that confidence. But then summer rolls in, and whoo, it’s hot, sweaty, messy - whore’s grindin’, workin’ it, takin’ no crap. Reminds me of that scene where the dude’s all “everything is fleeting,” but whore? She’s like, “nah, I’m here, deal with it.” Gets me pumped, y’know?

International relations

Then, out of nowhere, it starts pouring! Like, monsoon-level rain. Everyone’s scrambling for cover. I’m laughing, thinking, “Only in Montegrotto!” We dash back to the library, soaked but happy.

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