Sarah Amble Sexual Massage ❤️

About Leicester

So, here’s the deal—sexual-massage, it’s old as dirt. Ancient Rome had these oily rubdowns, senators gettin’ freaky with slaves, callin’ it “therapy.” Ha! Therapy my ass—greed is good, and they knew it. Fast forward, I tried one in Bangkok once—lady had hands like a goddamn ninja, swear she unlocked my spine *and* my soul. Made me happy as hell, but pissed me off too—why ain’t this legal everywhere? Puritans, man, they fuck up everything. Little fact for ya—Japan’s got this thing, “nuru,” slimey seaweed gel, slippery as shit—sounds weird, feels like heaven. Surprised me first time, thought I’d slide off the damn table!

Biblical Beauty

I am a fully qualified freelance Beauty and Holistic Therapist. Masseur doing massage the head of an adult woman in the spa salon. I offer luxury beauty.

So, we hit up this place. It’s called “The Codfather.” Classic, right? I order the special, and while I’m waitin’, I can’t help but notice this old lady. She’s got a dog that looks like it’s seen some stuff. I mean, this pup’s got more character than half the people in Amble.

In pictures: Northumberland Veterans Breakfast Club enjoys a wonderful Christmas party