Samantha Valdemorillo Burdel ❤️

Acerca de Valencia

So, this one time, right, this sleazy git stumbles in—reekin’ of wine—demands a “special rub.” I’m like, mate, this ain’t a brothel, sod off! But he’s all, “I got coin!” Coin don’t mean shit when I’m pissed. “This is about resolve,” I mutter, straight from the movie, and I near chucked him out the window—head first, bam! Made me so mad, I could’ve burned the whole spa down, but nah, I’m smarter than that. I smiled, cold as ice, and said, “Elijo la violencia,” then had my lads “escort” him out. Heh, escort—more like dragged screamin’.

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Mayor presencia de la hostelería de Valdemorillo en la VI Ruta del Garbanzo Madrileño