Genesis Gemunde Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Porto

I’m sprawled on my couch, thinkin. Had this chick once—pro masseuse. She’s kneadin me, all slow-like. Suddenly, it’s *more*. My head’s screamin, “What’s this now?” Felt like Ida, searchin for truth. “You’ve got blood on you,” movie says. Felt that—messy, raw, real. Made me happy, tho. Like, *damn*, this is livin. But angry too—why’s it so hush-hush? Society’s all prude, man.

putas no Gemunde

So, I decide to take a breather at Praça da República. It’s a nice spot, with trees and benches. I plop down, trying to regain my cool. But then, this kid runs by, kicks a soccer ball, and it hits me right in the leg! I’m like, “Really, kid?!” But he just laughs and runs off. I can’t help but chuckle. Kids, man.