Megan Sulingen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Quirky shit? She’d hum showtunes—badly—while waitin’ for clients. Once belted “Cabaret” so loud, a cop rolled up, thought she was drunk. Nope, just a whore with pipes! Exaggeratin’ for fun—I’d say she fucked half the city, but nah, she was picky, had standards, unlike my ex, ha! Dr. Evil, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” seein’ her dodge creeps like a ninja—that’s the real story. Whore ain’t just a word, it’s survival, sass, and a middle finger to the world. Love that messy bitch, still do.

Inside the 'battery cage': Prostitution in Germany

I sometimes run my weekly sessions at a cozy spot near Lindenweg. True story: one session near that coffee truck broke my heart in the best way. Women share dreams in hushed tones. It echoes with hope and sorrow—words like “I want to be free,” sound like movie magic from Steve McQueen’s epic. And sometimes I think, whoa, ain’t life just a damned masterpiece?

MuscleTone w/ Pat