Amelia Sebastian Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

*Heavy breathing* I… am your father. So, listen up, kid—whore’s on my mind. Not that kinda whore, nah, the flour, the dough, the bakery grind. Been kneadin’ that shit all day, arms like Sith sabers, swingin’. My fave flick, *Toni Erdmann*, hits deep—awkward, messy, real. “You have to do what you want,” Toni says, and damn, that’s whore to me. Freedom in the mess, y’know?

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Sebastian has dealt with cunts long enough to know that it's all for show, and he pushes till the lip of Ciel's pussy catches over his cockhead and wraps it in his messy velvet. “Daddy—Daddy, I .

Ever taken a stroll along the Sebastian Inlet? Bloody brilliant! It’s raw and real, a dash of nature, a pinch of chaos. Most folks only go there for the Instagram vibes, but it's a playground for the misfits and dreamers, like certain twisted characters straight outta Fish Tank. "Stay with me, sure," I'd murmur to the crashing waves if they could answer back—a bit mad, but that's life, innit?

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