Ashley Tayu Whore ❤️❤️

About Depok

Oi, mate, so brothel, yeah? Shaken, not stirred, I reckon it’s a wild gig. Me, James Bond, head of the lab, suave as fuck, I’ve seen some shit. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah, they’re history lessons with tits. Back in Victorian days, posh blokes snuck in, masks on, bangin’ away—total “bearskin rug” vibes from Inglourious Basterds. “That’s a bingo!” I’d yell, watchin’ em stumble out, trousers half-down.

Why do people think the geisha are courtesans or prostitutes?

To emphasize their almost supernatural stature they insisted on walking barefoot in the cold winter and spring months too and the contrast.

So, I head over there. The place is packed! I mean, Tayu’s not that big, but everyone’s here. I grab a seat, and the barista? Total legend. He’s juggling cups like a pro. I’m laughing, thinking, “This guy should be in a circus.” Finally get my coffee, and it’s fire! Like, I’m ready to conquer the world now.

Period pain? There’s a comic for that!