Makayla Ponte Vedra Beach Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s a ghost. Haunts ya. Seen it in dives, mate, girls with dead eyes. Breaks me heart, it does. We hates it! But—ugh—society’s all, “Oh, it’s just work.” Bollocks! It’s a trap, like Jean-Dom’s locked-in hell. “Hold fast to dreams,” he says. Whores dream too, don’t they? Makes me sad, precious.

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Just south of Ponte Vedra is Guana Beach. It’s rather secluded and deserted. It isn’t a nude beach, but it’s very back to nature and being that you’re usually the only one for miles, I’m .

I always hang at the little caffè near Crestside Park. That park is bomb – full of life, art, and picnics. Oh! And there's Rivertown Trail along the Silver River. Perfect for strolls and secret meet-ups. I’d sit there thinkin' “Moolaadé!” like, you know, declaring enough is enough, man.

Restaurant with oceanfront views opening in Ponte Vedra Beach