Amelia Spring Valley Lake Erotic Massage ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

So, erotic-massage—where do I start? It’s not just rubbin’—it’s art, mate! Been around forever—ancient Greeks were all over it, slatherin’ olive oil on wrestlers, gettin’ frisky in the name of “health.” Little-known fact: Romans had these secret bathhouses, orgy-level massage seshes—probs where “happy ending” got its roots, ha! Makes me smirk thinkin’ ‘bout it—those toga-wearin’ pervs knew how to live. Me? I’d kill for a good one—figuratively, ‘course, tho I once fantasized about eatin’ a bad masseuse’s liver with a nice Chianti after she yanked my shoulder outta socket. Clumsy cow—made me ragey!

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But, gotta warn ya, some parts get off me! Traffic on Pine Rd can be nuts—like, seriously, curses fly every minute, but then you laugh because it’s just life, y’know? and those ding-dong honkers, urgh, they get ya sometimes! Also, the weather? One minute winter, then summer—wtf, right? So pack layers, neva know, lol.

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