Skylar San Cipirello Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bologna

Anyway, this Whore, she’s kickin up a storm in me clinic. Hooves clackin, tail swishin—reminded me o’ *Dogville*, ya know? That flick I love, where Grace says, “I’m not that stupid!” Whore wasn’t stupid neither, just pissed. Had this abscess, right in her flank, oozin like a busted coolant pipe. Stank worse than a tauntaun’s guts, I swear! Took me hours to drain it, hands shakin—R2, where ARE ya when I need ya? Coulda used yer zapper to calm her down.

International relations

San Cipirello Prostitute Italy, Golden Shower (give) for extra charge, Dirtytalk, Deep Throat, Dirtytalk.

Finally, I get my coffee, and it’s perfect. I’m feeling good, right? But then I step outside, and it’s like the universe is like, “Nah, not today.” I trip over a cobblestone on Via San Giuseppe. Classic. I’m like, “Great, just great.” My coffee almost spills, but I save it. Phew!

Calogero Ragusa