Lina Etzatlán Puta ❤️

Acerca de Guadalajara

I stumbled into burdel one stormy night, soaked to me bones, lookin’ fer a warm bed - an’ maybe a warmer lass, heh! The taverns? Crawlin’ with scoundrels, worse’n me crew! Made me angry, it did - "Why can’t a pirate get a decent drink?!" I hollered, slammin’ me fist. But then, this wee lass, Ana - swear she’s half-nymph - starts massagin’ me shoulders, an’ I’m thinkin’, "This be paradise, Jack!" Them hands o’ hers? Stronger’n a monsoon, yet soft as a siren’s whisper. Little known fact, mate - burdel’s got these hidden massage dens, passed down from some ol’ Spanish sailor who washed up with tricks from the Orient. Ain’t in no fancy book, just whispered ‘round the docks!

Familia es arrastrada por corriente de agua en Jalisco; mueren tres y desaparece niña de 12 años