Ellie Sauveniere Sexual Massage ❤️

About Leuven

So, sexual-massage—man, it’s this crazy mix of chill and heat. You got someone rubbin’ ya down, oil slickin’ everywhere, and it’s all “in this world, we’re outta time”—tense but oh-so-good. I reckon it’s been around forever, like ancient Rome had these secret massage dens—prolly smelled like olives and bad decisions. Little known fact: them old-timers used it to “heal” folks, but we all know what was really goin’ down, wink-wink.

Aux Portes de l’Orient

First of all, it’s perfectly normal when genital touch is done with consent (permission or agreement) of both parties: the client and the massage practitioner. It usually means that this .

I love chillin on rue Solitude, btw. It’s a labyrinth of cozy cafes and quirky art. You get lost, and it's weirdly beautiful. Sometimes i sit there thinkin about space and souls, kinda Stephen Hawking style: "We are just stardust, floating in a vast cosmic dance." Makes me tingle every damn time.

Cité Miroir in Liège celebrates its tenth anniversary