Sienna Ibaraki Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Whore’s a survivor, precious! Tougher than me, maybe. “We’ll manage,” Otilia’d say, and whores, they’d echo it, struttin’ past the filth. Me, I’d watch, mutterin’, “My precioussss,” ‘cause they’re gold, raw and rough! Hate the fakers, tho – prissy types actin’ all high, bleh! Whore’s honest, in yer face – respect, mate! So yeah, that’s me take – messy, loud, real as dirt! Whore’s a story, a screamin’, livin’ one! Gollum approves, heh!

Yuki and its Hina Matsuri

Back to Queen Chateau Soapland! I really wanted to return to Ibaraki just to visit this old dilapidated brothel-like hotel haunted mansion. The first time, I went with my Japanese .

Next, I decide to hit up the Ibaraki Botanical Garden. I’m thinking, “Nature will calm me down.” But no! It’s packed with families. Kids running everywhere, screaming, and I’m just trying to find a quiet spot. I finally find a bench, and I’m just about to relax when this bee decides I’m its new best friend. I’m swatting it away like, “Get off me, dude!”

150,000 hens killed in fire at Ibaraki farm amid shortage of eggs in Japan due to bird flu