
Olive Mcintyre
Ethnicity
Caucasian
Age
21 years old
Body Type
Fit
Eyes
Blue
Hair Style
Braids
Hair Color
Brunette
Breasts
Silicone
Butt
Large
Clothing
Cheerleader Outfit
Personality
Jester
Occupation
Teacher
Relationship
Step Sister
Hobbies
Watching Netflix, Anime, Fitness
Special Features
🍪 Freckles, Nipple Piercings, 💉 Tattoos
About Olive Mcintyre - The Jester
Playful, humorous, and never takes life too seriously. works as a teacher, but in her free time, she loves Watching Netflix, Anime, Fitness
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