Angelina Furstenzell Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Cologne

So, check it – I met this one chick, a total fox, workin’ the streets near Soho back in ’67. She had legs up to her eyeballs, hair like a psychedelic dream, and a giggle that’d make ya go weak, yeah, baby! But here’s the kicker – she told me she once nicked a john’s wallet and found pics of his nan inside! Can ya believe it? A geezer payin’ for a shag while clutchin’ granny’s snaps – far out! Made me laugh so hard I nearly lost my mojo, man! “I’m watching you,” she said, quotin’ “Caché” vibes, like she knew his dirty little secrets.

Iniúchadh Fís Anaithnid

srry, gotta re-read – maybe next time im less jumpy, but dude, that's Furstenzell! if u come, drop by my dev den on neustadtgasse, maybe we share a real crazy story. it's messy, it's raw, but it's home. we swears, it's one wild ride, my friendo!

A stabbing pain