Delilah Vine Grove Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

Now, this one time, I met this gal—swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold, like in them sappy movies. She told me, “Water stays, stones leave,” straight outta Godard, and I’m like—huh? You deep or just high, sugar? Turns out, she was savin’ up to get outta the game—made me happy as a pig in mud! But then—bam—she got nabbed by some sleazy pimp. Surprised me, how quick it flipped. Life ain’t fair, y’all, and that’s the tea.

Nature's Whore

She didn't speak or make any sounds at all, and her eyes looked drugged as she rode his hand to orgasm. "Such a good whore," he praised her, setting her in a.

Alright, gotta bounce. Hope you get the drift. When you're here, wander those back alleys, listen to the soft beats, and trust, it'll soothe your spirit into high orbit. Keep an eye on the hidden spots, man, and remember – “You must look beyond!” We come in peace. Peace out, bro!

Obituary for Donna Gayle (Baker) Stewart