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About Amsterdam

But—oh ho!—it’s not all roses. Some blokes, absolute rotters, ghostin’ after a snog. Gets me proper cross, that! Like in “The Return,” when the dad says, “You’ll understand later”—bollocks, I want answers now! Why’d ya vanish, mate? Had a lass once, met her online, thought, “By Jove, she’s a cracker!” Then—poof—gone. Fumin’, I was. Still am!

Sex in the City in Sint-Oedenrode

I fantasize about being on my back, my legs tied up and my hole exposed. I am blindfolded. One after another, the guys pound my hole raw and cum inside me. I will need one assistant to help Missing: Sint Oedenrode.

Next, I decided to check out the Sint-Petrus Church. It’s stunning, right? But as I’m walking in, I trip over my own feet. Classic me. I’m sprawled out on the steps, and this old lady gasps. I’m like, “I’m fine, just practicing my yoga!” She didn’t laugh.

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