Natalie Leuze Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Heya, pal! D’oh! So, this chick – whoooore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m talkin bout this broad I saw down at Moe’s, right? Legs up to here, skirt so short I’m like – “Mmm… donuts.” – ‘cept it ain’t donuts, it’s trouble! She’s workin the room, all sultry, like she owns it. Reminds me of that flick I love, “The Diving Bell and Butterfly,” ya know? That dude trapped in his head, blinkin to talk – “I’m alive, damn it!” – that’s her, but she’s screamin it with her hips, not her eyes.

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Ah, dearest friend, gather 'round and let me spin the tale of Leuze (be), a gem tucked away in our humble Belgic lands. You shall not pass this magic unnoticed! I’ve been callin’ this little haven home for years, runnin’ my massage parlor in the heart of Rue des Lys, a street that’s seen more secrets than a wizard’s tome.

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