Maeve Stein Whore ❤️❤️

About Nijmegen

Whore’s a word, right, but it’s loaded - bam! - like a spy gadget. Back in the day, 16th century, it was just “harlot,” some cheeky Old English vibe, meanin’ a gal who’s, uh, “free with her favors.” Ain’t that a gas? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how folks got all prudish later. I reckon it’s a hoot - society clutchin’ pearls while she’s out there, livin’! Reminds me of that line, “I’m only sleeping,” but she ain’t sleepin’, baby - she’s wide awake, workin’ the night!

Early life

Gemma's gaze suddenly flicked back to A as the hucow gave a loud, animalistic moo of lust and desire and shameless indulgence as she finally achieved her climax, her body spasming .

Then, outta nowhere, I see this guy on a bike. He’s zoomin’ past, and I swear he’s got a parrot on his shoulder. A freakin’ parrot! I’m like, “Is this real life?” I can’t help but laugh. Only in Stein, right?

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