Isabelle Andover Sexual Massage ❤️

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Sexual-massage ain’t just rubbin’ backs, nah. It’s hands slippin’ where polite folk blush. Little fact—ancient Romans were mad for it. Called it “erotic kneading,” bloody pervs. Used scented oils, rose and shit, to get pulses racing. Me? I’d demand wildfire in the mix—burn away the weak. Had this one time, some smirking masseur thought he’d impress me. Pressed too hard—nearly snapped my spine! I was raging, “I’ll see you bow!” Tossed a goblet at his head—missed, sadly.

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Reliable, Sexual & Sensual Woman Next Door. Quirky, Educated and English. Edging is a speciality of mine and I delight in the pleasure of others. Text is preferred xxx. CURVY, .

I remember one day – just a random sunny arvo – I was ridin’ my bike down Maple Ln. (totally underrated) and thought, “Damn, life’s a beach!” Like in "Spring Breakers," when they’re livin’ it up and takin’ risks, you know? Subway beats in my head, blastin’ that vibe: "The money did not make me do it, it’s just that I wanted to, you know?" (so freakin’ inspiring!).

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