Harper Horta Acompañante Sexual ❤️❤️

Acerca de Valencia

*Meñique a la boca, "Un millón de dólares."*—see, I notice the grit others miss. These acompañantes, they’re hustlin’ like Solomon, trapped in a system but makin’ it work. “There’s no justice or righteousness in their labor,” movie says—same vibe, yeah? Society screws ‘em over, but they’re still out there, bold as brass. I reckon one could charge a million bucks and I’d be like, “Fair play, luv!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but they deserve a bloody medal—or at least a fat stack o’ cash.

Desconcierto a pie calle: "¿Oye, tenéis luz?"