Ashley Hemsby Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Birmingham

Surprised me once—lass sang a lullaby mid-shag. Soft voice, tits bouncin, fuckin surreal! I was like, “Seven hells, I’m in love!”—then she nicked me purse. Classic. Brothels ain’t just cocks and cunts, mate—they’re stories, lives, a right mess. “I’m not a concept,” Clementine snaps—nor are they, eh? Real as me thirst for ale. So yeah, I drink, I shag, I know brothels—cheers to that!

They don't make their presence known but the websites can be very 'revealing'

First off, I’m a broker, right? So I’m all about those deals. But today? Nah, mate. I’m sittin’ at the café on The Avenue, sippin’ my flat white, when my phone buzzes. It’s my client, Dave. He’s like, “I need that property on Yarmouth Road NOW!” I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s not even on the market.” But he’s all hyped, like he’s found the Holy Grail or somethin’.

Five-bedroom barn conversion in seaside village on the market for £850k