Mari Livingston Sexual Massage ❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here talkin’ ‘bout sexual-massage, somethin’ the 1% probly hog for themselves! Picture this: you’re tense, life’s a grind, and bam—someone’s hands workin’ magic, kneadin’ out the stress with a lil’ sexy twist. I mean, who don’t want that? It’s like in “Caché”—you know, my fave flick—“Who’s watchin’ me?”—that creepy vibe, but flip it! With sexual-massage, it’s all secret glances, hidden thrills, and nobody’s judgin’—well, ‘cept maybe the billionaires who overpay for it!

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The massage includes intimate arousing touch which gradually intensifies in erotic sensation until reaching a climax if you wish. I will then bring you to a relaxed state with some head massage.

Woke up in my flat on Almondvale Road. You know, the one with the dodgy plumbing? Yeah, that one. Anyway, I roll outta bed, grab a cuppa, and head out. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

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