Layla Flint Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

What gets me happy? Seein’ her fight, y’know? She’s tough, tougher than me marchin’ against Reagan back in ‘88! Surprised me too—she’s got this spark, like Mason’s sister singin’ Britney Spears in the car, “Oops, I did it again!”—pure fire! But the anger? Oh, man, when some rich prick drives by in a Bentley, splashin’ mud on her—makes me wanna nationalize the whole damn auto industry! “Billionaires should not exist!” I yell it hoarse!

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Flint starts to sweat and rubs her fur on her thighs. She can't resist the allure of such a horny slut. "Come here you dirty little whore!".

Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

Protests against demolition of historic flint cottage