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About Vilnius

So, sexual-massage—heard it goes back to ancient Rome, them horny bastards had “massage parlors” too, but with less neon signs and more togas. Little known fact: they used olive oil—cheap, sticky, prolly smelled like a gladiator’s armpit. Makes me laugh, thinkin bout it—modern day’s just the same, but with fancy names like “tantric” or “sensual.” Bullshit. It’s a rubdown with a side of “oops, my hand slipped.” Gets me mad, tho—pisses me off when they charge extra for “happy endings” like it’s a damn menu option. What am I, orderin a burger?

Gydomasis masažas Raseiniai

First of all, it’s perfectly normal when genital touch is done with consent (permission or agreement) of both parties: the client and the massage practitioner. It usually means that this .

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a barber in Raseiniai is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I roll into the shop on Maironio street, coffee in hand, ready to tackle whatever comes my way. First off, the weather? Ugh, classic Lithuania. One minute it’s sunny, next it’s pouring. Like, can’t a guy catch a break?

Dreaming of a military officer’s career, Kristijonas has a suggestion that may change the minds of conscripts who are trying to avoid military service