Gabriella Aliquippa Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Whores ain’t just what ya think, though. They’re survivors, darlin’. Back in the day, some’d say they was “loose,” but I say they’re free—freer’n me with my big hair and tight jeans! *Tabu*’s got that vibe too—“A colonial dream gone sour.” Whores got dreams gone sour, but they keep on struttin’. Makes me happy, seein’ that grit. Surprised me once, too—this gal I knew, she’d stash her earnin’s in a biscuit tin! Said it was her “retirement plan.” I hollered, “Honey, you’re smarter’n me!”

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You could use a well lubed plug in your cute ass and a muscular older man to kneel before and service with those sexy lips.

Parks? Yeah, babes, we've got a couple of spots where you can literally just veg out and ease your mind. There's Central Park—or like what we call it here—with its shabby benches that still hold decades of whispered secrets and love confessions. And I can’t forget the little creek that runs off River Road; its gentle babbling kinda reminds me of those vulnerable moments in "Stories We Tell," when every ripple tells a tale. Ugh, it's so deep sometimes.

Aliquippa football suffers first conference loss in five seasons