Cora Membrilla Prostituta ❤️

Acerca de Zaragoza

“Call it,” Anton’d say, smirkin’ at her fate. Rough life, hers is—cash quick, soul slow fades. Met one, I did, massage client she was—back knotted, stress heavy, talkin’ bout johns, ugh, creeps some be! “Friendo,” I’d joke, “you need a break, chica!” Laughed she did, sad eyes though—damn, punched my gut that did. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like she’s hunted, y’know, like Llewelyn runnin’ from doom.

Victoria, puro vicio no te arrepentirás

Herido al intentar apagar un incendio que se ha declarado en su casa de Membrilla