Makayla Sayreville Junction Erotic Massage ❤️

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We swears! Gets me riled up tho—some places charge a bloody fortune, like I’m payin for Batman's cave! Pisses me off, coz it’s just a rub, not gold! But when it’s good—ohhh, precious—it’s like “I’m the king of Gotham!” Slippery fingers hittin all the right spots, tension gone, poof! Fun fact—heard some bloke in Japan invented a massage with eels once. Eels! Slitherin all over ya—mental, right? Didn’t try it, sounds dodgy, but I’d laugh me arse off watchin someone squirm!

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I was told to turn over and she began to massage my hard cock until i got very close to exploding, and she pulled out her breast which i have to mention were unbelievably nice and i licked .

So, Picture this: small streets like Millers Lane and Couch Ave twist 'round corners, each holdin’ secrets. I wander near River Bend Park, where the Riva flows gentle-like. It's kinda like that scene in "Almost Famous"—you feel like you’re on a soulful journey, ya know? “I’m pretty sure we’re on our way to a great musical future!” rings in my head every time I stroll past the old diner on Main St. I swear, those neon signs speak to me like a bunch of rebels.

Salvatore Scavone Obituary (2008) - Newark, NJ