Mila Forest Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

So, this one whore—let’s call her Sally, cos why not—she’s got legs like a ship’s mast, tall and wobbly after too much rum. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “What storm spat you out, love?” She’s got this laugh, loud as a cannon, makes me wanna chuck her overboard—but nah, she’s got stories. Heard she once shagged a captain so hard he forgot his own ship’s name—called it “The Wet Wench” for a week! Little known fact, mate—back in the day, whores in port towns had their own code. Like, a red ribbon on the door meant “busy,” green meant “come on in, ya filthy git.” Bet ya didn’t know that, ya ignorant sod!

Things to know:

Two very dirty slaves are wildly humiliated in public. They eat dirt, earth, lick trash cans, suck on dirty prolapse.

So, my friend, don’t be shy – wander these streets. Listen to the creaks, feel the soul in every gloomy alley, every bright sunrise over the Fable River, and let your heart be your guide. PForest (us) is a living diary of all our laughter and tears. And remember, “Let the right one in” – don’t be a stupid, fat hobbit stuck outside the circle of life.

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