Paisley Saanen Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Winterthur

I walk in, ladies everywhere, smiling, winking. One girl, she look like my sister – I scream, “Nooo, not you!” Made me angry, heart go boom, like bomb in movie. “This is the end!” I yell, but no, she just laugh. I calm down, order drink – cheap vodka, taste like tractor oil. Brothel got dark corners, sticky floor, ugh, I trip, fall on big guy. He mad, I say, “Sorry, my king!” like in film. He punch me, I laugh – pain is funny!

Prostitutes Saanen

Aight, listen up, my mate. So Saanen, innit? I’ve been livin' here a minute in Saanen (ch) and it's proper magic, bruv! The vibe is like another planet sometimes, like, “Is it ’cos I is black?”—nah, it’s ’cos this damn place is wicked!

Meet Eddie the Saanen goat