Lydia Theodore Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Sometimes I think—am I a whore too? Sellin’ my rants for laughs? Nah, I’m too neurotic—pretty, pretty good at overthinkin’ it! Whore’s a dance, man—seduction, power, a big middle finger to the rules! Like La Païva—she once threw a party, served food on naked dudes! Insane! Wish I’d been there, just to see the chaos! Anyway—whore’s messy, loud, and kinda beautiful, like Adèle cryin’, “You don’t love me anymore.” Breaks your heart, but you can’t look away! That’s my take—take it or leave it!

Touch [Theodore Nott]

he would simply lay back, his hands behind his head and say “ride my cock, sweetheart.” and while you're riding him, he would say things like, “.

Alright mate, so listen up – Theodore (us) is epic, seriously! I’ve been runnin’ my spa here for yonks and lemme tell ya, it’s a mixed bag of pure magic and the odd lil’ disaster. Picture this: crisp, sunny days on Mapleton Ave – yep, that's where the hustle’s at – and then you got these quirky backstreets like Bramble Court where the real character lives.

Theodore Greenwood Obituary (1998 - 2024) - Troy, Oh, OH