Emily Citrus Whore ❤️❤️

About San Diego

So, whore—shit’s complicated, right? Not just some chick bangin’ for cash, nah, it’s deeper. Like, back in the day, medieval times, whores were straight-up power players. Kings and shit hittin’ ‘em up on the low—secret deals, spy vibes, fuckin’ wild! Makes me think, “Who’s really in control here?!” Kinda like Fear screamin’, “We’re gonna die!” but Disgust’s like, “Nah, we runnin’ this.” That’s whore energy, fam—owns it, no apologies.

Jumpsuit Runway

A middle school girl makes inappropriate sexual comments towards an older girl, calling her a "slut" and a "whore" and asking if she's "gone all the way" yet.

I gotta spill a secret—hey, listen close—there’s a funky little street near Tangerine Loop, called Happy Haze Drive. Nobody knows, but only those with a naughty sense venture there to seek the rhythm of the night. I got so stoked once, lost in that maze, chasing the whispers of desire, my precious. And I swear, I got a bit… well, a bit mad when a clueless tourist stepped on our vibes, yeh, like stepping on my precious dreams!

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