Avery Welland Sexual Massage ❤️❤️❤️

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D’oh! It’s s’posed to relax ya, right? But nah, I’m sweatin’, thinkin’—am I doin’ this wrong? Little factoid for ya: ancient Rome had these massage parlors, full-on sexy vibes, called “lupanars”—crazy, huh? Bet Batman’d bust ‘em up! I’m picturin’ it—me, Homer, layin’ there, some chick’s kneadin’ my back, and I’m like, “This ain’t no donut rub!” Got me laughin’ so hard I farted—D’oh! She wasn’t happy, man, face like Two-Face!

Different types of sexual massage

"Fear leads to anger... anger leads to hate... hate leads to suffering." Wise words, eh? They remind me that sometimes you gotta embrace the messy bits of life – like a messed up sculpture in the middle of a lovely park. Centennial Park, for example – clean, green, fulla life and chit-chat. I love chillin’ there on a sunny day (or rainy, ‘cause hey, life’s messy, right?) and ruminatin’ on those Kaufman vibes in Synecdoche, New York. I sometimes imagine life as a giant endless art project, a canvas of weird dreams, much like that film.

Welland lands another doctor through physician recruitment program