Brooklyn Old Harbour Whore ❤️

About Montego Bay

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—bloody fascinatin, innit? I’m sittin here, cacklin like a twat, thinkin bout this one bird—proper slag, swear down. Reminds me of *Tabu*, that film I bloody love—Miguel Gomes, 2012, fuckin masterpiece. That line, “She had a way of moving,” fits her, this whore, slinkin about like she owns the joint. Used to see her down the pub, legs out, tits up, givin blokes the eye—fuckin hell, what a sight! Made me angry, tho—lads droolin over her like she’s the second comin. Pathetic, really.

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Hire an escort Old Harbour and take her to an adults-only hotel where they offer a more peaceful and romantic setting for couples an even swingers.

After lunch, I’m back at it. The sun’s out, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, I get a call. My buddy’s in trouble. His tractor broke down on the way to the market. So, I’m like, “I got you, man!” I hop in my rig and zoom over to him.

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