Harper Asbury Sexual Massage ❤️

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So, last week, I tried it—yep, ol’ Bernie got a sexual-massage. Hands slidin’ over me, tension meltin’, and I’m thinkin’, “This is what the workin’ class deserves!” Felt so good I almost yelled, “Tax the rich!” mid-session. The masseuse—god bless her—knew tricks I didn’t expect. Did you know some use hot stones to, uh, “enhance” things? Blew my damn mind! I was happy, floatin’, like Celine sayin’, “It’s like I’m waking up,” from the movie. Pure bliss, folks!

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Call to schedule, as this cannot be booked online. Please do not book this service if you are not willing to massage separately.

Back to the scenery – Asbury (us) has these beloved spots that every local treasure. Coney Park? Utterly lovely, though a bit outdated looking nowadays. But hey, that’s part of its charm. The quiet benches near the old bridge on Riverton Drive let you sip coffee and reflect on what truly bonds us as families. And lo, there's also this quirky little bakery on Birch Street – best darn donuts I've ever had. Totally bangs!

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