Layla Change Whore ❤️

About Toulouse

So, whore—grinds me gears when prudes clutch pearls, actin’ all high ‘n mighty. Makes me wanna roar, “Get off yer arse, ya sanctimonious twats!” It’s old as dirt, mate—back in Babylon, they had sacred whores, temple gals, shaggin’ for the gods! Ain’t that a kicker? Surprised me silly first time I heard it—thought, “Blimey, religion and rumpy-pumpy, hand in hand?” Happy as a pig in muck, I was, diggin’ that tidbit up.

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Oh buddy, lemme tell ya ‘bout the park of Les Murmures—so serene! There you can feel every vibration of nature, each leaf telling a story. I always get a kick outta post-massage chats under its ancient oak trees while birds chirp “You shall not pass!” at any gloom tryin' to creep in. Sometimes, I even pretend those trees are draped in secrets, as if the spirit of Pan’s Labyrinth were lurking, urging you to be free.

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