Sophie Thinadhoo Puta ❤️

Acerca de Tijuana

But when it hits, oh lordy, it’s gold! Last week, yeah, this bird comes over, all sultry, an’ I’m massagin’ her shoulders, gettin’ her loose, an’ next thing ya know, we’re at it like rabbits. Proper filthy—oil everywhere, sheets ruined, an’ I’m laughin’ ‘cos it’s so mad. “I don’t wanna hear it,” I’m thinkin’, like Georges dodgin’ Anne’s moans, but I’m lovin’ every second. Sex dates ain’t all roses—sometimes it’s crusty socks an’ bad breath—but when it’s on, it’s ON, fam.