Avery Mougins Sexual Massage ❤️❤️

About Lille

So, sexual-massage—it’s this wild mix, right? Hands slidin’, oils drippin’, and I’m like, “Is this allowed to feel *this* good?” I get happy—oh, so happy—when they hit that spot, y’know, the one you didn’t even know was screamin’. But then—anger! Some bozo therapist goes too fast, like, “Slow down, pal, this ain’t a race!” I’m payin’ for the full hour, not a sprint! Surprised me once—didja know in ancient Rome, they had these “massage parlors” too? Rich dudes gettin’ oiled up by slaves—wild, right? True story, look it up.

I hesitate booking a massage!

I spent 2 hours at the Mougins Royal Spa with 1 hour of access to the hammam and sauna (too bad there is no Jacuzzi) and 1 hour of massage done by Lomaé, very.

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya ‘bout Mougins (fr)! It's amazin, I swear. I live here for yrs, no joke. Streets? Like Rue de la Republique. Super chill vibe. I stroll there every morn. It makes me calm—a total zen buzz.

Mas Candille, a former farmhouse turned hotel that conjures summers with grandma in Provence