Ellie Budapest Xvii. Keruelet Prostitute ❤️

About Pecs

So, check it—up in the Rockies once, heard this tale. Some old miner, gold rush days, paid a gal in nuggets. She hiked 10 miles, snow up to her tits, just to “visit” his camp. Ballsy, right? Prostitute ain’t just a job, it’s survival, dude. Makes me think—Larry’s all “Why me?” but she’d be like, “Why not?” Stoic as fuck. Whoa.

So, I’m haggling like a pro. “How about 300?” She gives me that look, you know the one? The “I’ve seen it all” look. I finally get ‘em for 400. Score! But then, I trip over a crate of apples. Like, seriously? I’m on the ground, and everyone’s staring. I’m like, “Just testing the floor, folks!”