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About Mons

Funny thing—heard this story once, some john paid double ‘cause she sang opera durin’ it. Swear to God, random shit like that keeps me goin’. Keeps it real, y’know? Not all gloom. But yeah, sarcasam’s my jam—keeps the idiots away. Like, you ask her, “You clean?” and she nods—everybody lies, pal. Bring your own rubbers, trust me. Learned that the hard way—don’t ask.

Erobella and Adultseek - when two become one.

So, my friend, prepare for a ride in Moorslede. A dirty, winding path of beauty, sarcasm, and fury. It’s sexy in a rough, cutthroat kind of way. And if you feel lost, just remember: “Tabu, Tabu, Tabu…” echoing in your mind. So, what’s it gonna be? Fancy a massage, or are ye too delicate in this gritty fairytale?

Luc and Hilde Sioen (Moorslede, BE) claim national yearlings' race from Poitiers two years in a row