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About Tilburg

I’d say it’s primal, raw, no bullshit. Hands knead, muscles scream, then—silence. Ever tried it? Bet you’d squirm. In Russia, we don’t mess around—firm grip, no mercy. Exaggerating? Maybe, but feels like conquest. Sarcasm? “Oh, poor you, so tense.” Get a sexual-massage, comrade, live a little.

Sensual Meetup Overijssel

I get to the bakery on De Wierdenseweg, and it’s already a mess. Flour everywhere, like a snowstorm hit. I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” I start mixing dough for my famous Wierdense krentenbollen. You know, those sweet rolls with currants? They’re the bomb! But today, the dough decides to be a diva. It’s too sticky, too wet. I’m sweating like a pig, cursing under my breath.

Allana Clutterbuck takes gold in Wierden