Charlotte Bayeux Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brasilia

“Whore” ain’t shy – tits out, tears flowin’, it’s in yer face like a bawdy jest. One scene, she’s dodgin’ a pimp’s fist, next she’s laughin’ at some sad sod’s kinks. “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” Spike’s “Her” whispers – and Whore’s past? A tapestry of tricks and trauma, woven sloppy. I cackled when she sassed a john, “Thou wert born a fool!” – pure Shakespeare, that. But damn, it stung too, seein’ her hollow eyes. Surprised me, how it gut-punched me quiet.

THE BARBER

Heh, I remember one hilarious day – my client, a tiny old gent with a hiccup in his heart of gold, whilst being massaged, exclaimed “This is the best twist since the Roman coup, I swear!” I almost choked on me own words, but then as always, I just chuckled and said “Caramba, my friend!” I mean, literally, who thinks of Roman coups during a back rub?

Medieval tapestry’s penis count remains a bone of contention