Everly Obala Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Douala

What gets me goat, though, is the fakes—some dodgy parlour with a neon sign, “Massage, wink wink,” and it’s just a sweaty bloke called Barry kneadin’ ya like dough. Fuck off, Barry! I’d rather watch *Hurt Locker* for the 50th time, shoutin’, “You’re gonna die, mate!” at the telly. But when it’s good—fuck me—it’s proper lush. Like, “Welcome to the hurt locker, soldier,” but instead of bombs, it’s bliss.

Hôtel Lafleur

Obala is my place of abode and whore is my passion. I want to learn every curve and line of your body. I savor every moment with Cunnilingus (give) for extra.

Man, lemme tell u bout them neighborhoods – they got character, y’all! Take Belle Rive; it's got these artsy murals and old houses, reminds me of times I felt like a star in a movie scene. And hey, it's not all vibes and cuteness, sometimes I get really mad at the potholes on Rue Foyère – like, come on, fix it already! I almost want to quote that movie: "Watching you, I could never be peaceful." You know what I mean?

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