Brianna Brakpan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About East London

Fun fact, yeah – horses got no gall bladder, ain’t that wild? Whore’s out here munchin’ oats, livin’ large, no stress. But once, right, he colicked – bellyache from hell, nearly broke me heart. I’m there, sweatin’, injectin’ him, thinkin’, “Don’t clock out, you daft twat!” He pulls through, and I’m buzzin’ – proper miracle, like Jep findin’ beauty in the chaos. Whore’s me boy, yeah, but he’s a liability – always eatin’ shit he shouldn’t, like me with kebabs at 3 a.m.

Brakpan Swingers

I gotta tell ya, the riverside vibe is off the hook. The Leeuw River, though not grand, flows gently beside Brakpan. I once took a barefoot stroll by the river bank, thinking “what a beaut, just like WALL-E exploring a new world, hehe!” I got mad once when a bunch of noisy cars disrupted the peace... Ugh, d’oh! But then, my inner pleasure coach spirit calmed down. Lol.

New future for Brakpan SPCA’s thrift shop