Ellie Merate Whore ❤️

About Bari

Oh, and *Moolaadé*—that line, “The knife cuts both ways!”—whore knows it, bleedin’ from rules she never wrote. Me, I’d tip me hat, slur, “Yer a queen, lass!” She’d smirk, maybe swipe me rum—cheeky minx! Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ she’d outwit Davy Jones himself.

Definitions of 'whore'

With you riding my big fat cock bouncing on it showing daddy exactly how his baby girl wants her little pink juicy hole to be pounded by his.

So, I finally get my coffee, and I’m feeling all fancy, right? I stroll down to Piazza della Libertà, and it’s packed. Like, what’s up with that? I thought Merate was supposed to be chill. But nah, it’s like a mini Times Square. I’m dodging people left and right, and then BAM! I bump into this old lady. I’m like, “Sorry, nonna!” She just glares at me like I stole her last cookie. I mean, c’mon, lady, it was an accident!

Pan-Jam branches out with property investments overseas