Ava Cashmere Erotic Massage ❤️❤️

About Christchurch

I love it, hate it, man. Happy as hell when it’s good—girl’s got moves, we’re vibin’, “The way we were, eternal.” Then bam, some asshole catfishes me, and I’m ragin’—MOTHERFUCKER, WHY?! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but this shit’s a circus. You gotta laugh—dude told me he “lasts all night,” lasted 30 seconds. I’m like, “Brother, where’s your glory?” Straight outta Malick, motherfucker! Worst part? Half these fools don’t even shower first—nasty as fuck, got me gaggin’.

My background

Cashmere massage is a very special massage which is provided in special positions and you can imagine playing on rudra veene, indian musical instrument.

I woke up late, of course. Alarm didn’t go off. Classic me. Rushed outta bed, threw on whatever. I’m talking mismatched socks, hair like a tornado hit it. I sprinted down Cashmere Rd, dodging cars like I’m in some action movie.

The Good Cashmere Standard expands in Inner Mongolia, China