Ella Flint Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, *Melancholia* got this scene where the sky’s all purty, then—BAM!—world’s toast. Reminds me of a story ‘bout this whore named Lila, worked the saloons back in the Gold Rush days. Hist’ry books don’t tell ya, but she saved a whole town once! Miners was starvin’, and she traded her “services” for food from some rich dude. Fed ever’body! Ain’t that wild? Git-R-Done, Lila, savin’ asses like a boss!

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Flint pulled his sodden boot away from her pussy and strode around to face the panting whore. The other men stood a few feet away and.

Feeling a bit defeated, I wandered over to the Flint Pavilion. They were setting up for some event. I asked a guy what was happening, and he said it was a local music festival. I was like, “No way! I love live music!” So, I stuck around.

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