Olivia Yorkshire Whore ❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Mate, she’s a bitch to park – wide as a house. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but fuck, feels like it. Quirky thought – bet she’d outrun Zodiac’s cab, leave that creep in the dust. Sarcasm? Oh, yeah, “great mileage,” I say, as I’m broke at the pump again. Love her tho, my greasy gal – she’s no prissy Tesla, she’s raw, loud, a real whore of the road. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I’m the king of this beast, and she’s mine.

'Tis Pity She's a Whore

You wanna know my fav spot? The Old Mill beneath River Quill. It’s kinda hidden but chill as heck. I once had a late-night coding sesh in a nearby diner (name’s Rusty’s) and ended up crankin’ tunes there. I was like, “D’oh! This is perfect!” It’s so random and cozy. Even if you’re not into datin’ apps, the scene hooks you – weird but true!

'Once-in-a-lifetime' Iron Age hoard found in Yorkshire