Makayla Gore Sexual Massage ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But real talk—it’s therapeutic, they say. Releases tension, boosts mood. Some study—I dunno, Google it—says it’s science! Oxytocin or somethin’. I’m like, “Great, I’m a lab rat now!” Still, I get it—feels good, who cares? Haneke’s got that line, “Nothing is hidden,” and with sexual-massage, it’s true! Everythin’s out there—literally! No secrets, just skin and awkward giggles. I’d probly laugh mid-session, ruin it. “This is ridiculous!” I’d yell. Masseuse’d hate me.

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Portland police have reopened the investigation into a local masseuse’s claim that Al Gore groped her, despite Gore’s “unequivocally and emphatically” denying making unwanted advances and .

I hang up and head to the local café on Irk Street. I need caffeine, like, yesterday. I order a flat white, and the barista, bless her heart, spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!” But she’s super apologetic, and I can’t stay mad. I mean, it’s Gore. We’re all friends here, right?

Gore mayor meeting with the future of Gore