Aaliyah Celestún Puta ❤️❤️

Acerca de Juárez

So, I’m knackered from coding all day—swipe right, swipe left, bloody algorithms—and I stumble into this masaje erótico joint. Thought it’d be all posh, but nah, it’s gritty, real, like the favelas in my fave flick. “He has to find me first,” I mutter, dodging the awkward eye contact with some geezer in a towel. Hands on me back, then—BOOM—lower, and I’m like, “Oi, steady on, love!” Made me happy as a pig in muck, though—tense shoulders gone, plus a cheeky thrill. *Cave felis*, as the Romans’d say—beware the happy cat, or summat.

Mar se aleja de la costa de Yucatán; pescadores lo relacionan con el cordonazo de la Santa Cruz