Lucy Clocolan Erotic Massage ❤️❤️

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So, I tried it once, right? After haulin’ hay, back all stiff, figured why not? Walked into this joint—smelled like lavender and secrets. This chick, she’s all pro, hands like a ninja, and I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no tractor rubdown!” Made me happy as a pig in mud, but pricey, doc—50 bucks gone, poof! Got me mad too, ‘cause my buddy said it’d be 20, liar. Little known fact? Back in ancient Rome, them senators got erotic-massages before big votes—calmed the nerves, sharpened the mind, wild huh?

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My approach to erotic massage is to induce a total overload for the senses. Forget ‘mind blowing’, let’s go one step further. I want to ride the wave of pleasure a little harder with you, tumbling .

These moments keep me awake at night. Even as I slap on a mud mask at the spa, I remember the time I ran into chaos at the diner on Bttm St – a real mess, man! I was mad, and my blood almost boiled with that fiery rage. But then I thought, “We ride, we chill, we get it done!”

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