Leah Castiglione Delle Stiviere Sexual Massage ❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

So, right, sexual-massage—bit of a knead with a naughty twist. Not yer nan’s backrub, no siree! It’s all oily hands, dim lights, and—blimey—some cheeky intentions. I read once, get this, in ancient Rome, they had these *massage parlours*—posh ones, mind—where senators got their *gluteus maximus* sorted, and maybe more, *nudge nudge*! Proper *quid pro quo*, if ya catch my drift. Makes me chortle, imagining Caesar going, “Gimme the special, Brutus!”—then whoops, knives out, bad day.

Call to book

Erotic massage, Rimming (take), Anal Sex (depends on the size), Kissing if good chemistry, Anal Sex (depends on the size).

But then, out of nowhere, my ex walks in. Seriously? In Castiglione-delle-Stiviere? What are the odds? My heart drops. I’m trying to hide behind my plate of pasta like it’s a shield. She spots me, and I’m like, “Great, just great.”

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