Charlotte Motegi Erotic Massage ❤️

About Kobe

Worst part? When they rush it—slapdash, no soul, like a fish floppin’ outta water. Pisses me off, fam! Gotta be smooth, intentional—make it an art, not a hustle. Oh, and don’t sleep on coconut oil—slippery, smells fire, 10/10. Pro tip: dim the lights, set the mood, or it’s a bust. YOLO, why half-ass it?

Pleasure Massage

First off, I’m stationed at the Motegi Tower. You know, that tall building on Motegi Street? Yeah, that one. I’m just chillin’, waiting for my first passengers. And boom! Here comes this lady, all flustered, like she just ran a marathon. She hops in, and I’m like, “Hey, where to?” She’s like, “Top floor, hurry!” I hit the button, and we’re off.

Francesco Bagnaia completes the double at Motegi MotoGP