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Last time I went – whoa. This chick. Red hair. Legs for days. She’s dancin’. Slow. Teasin’. I’m like – damn. Heart’s racin’. Then – get this. She trips. Faceplants. Room goes quiet. I’m dyin’ laughin’. She’s mad as hell. Throws a shoe. Misses by a mile. “God doesn’t care!” – straight outta *Ida*. Made my night. Chaos. Pure chaos.

HBR Hotel Herborn

Brothel, OWO - Oral without condom, 69 Position, Facesitting (give) for extra charge, 69 Position.

Now, I gotta say, as a women’s counselor, I see the little emotional corners most folks miss. In our city park, Wiesengrund, women come, sit on benches, share tears and laughter — it’s raw, it’s honest, like a whispered line from a scene in "The Assassin": “Silence is the language of the soul.” Sometimes I meet souls that seem so heavy, and yet the park feels so light. It’s like magic, man.

Anneli Maley and the art of rebounding