Lucy Lucan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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She rollin’ thru life like Monsieur Oscar, switchin’ masks, playin’ roles. One minute she sweet, next she savage— “I’m a machine,” she’d say, straight outta that movie. Got me laughin’, tho, ‘cause Whore ain’t no robot, she just slick. Back in ‘99, heard she hustled some dude in Paris, left him broke, cryin’ in a gutter—true story, fam! Ain’t nobody talk bout that shit, but I know, I see her game.

7a. Domina-tricks, or How to Construct a Good Whore from a Bad One

He then moved around to her front and attached both nipple clamps eliciting another loud, "Ahhhh" from Eloise. "Now ride it, my little slut," Lucan ordered as.

I get to the café, and it’s packed. Everyone’s buzzing about the fire alarm. I’m like, “Guys, it was nothing!” But they’re all hyped up, sharing their own wild stories. I grab a coffee—thank God for caffeine—and join in. We’re talking about everything from the best spots in Lucan to grab a pint to the weirdest books we’ve ever read.

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