Evelyn La Verne Sexual Massage ❤️

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Little-known fact, mate—Victorians banned it, called it “lewd,” the prudes! Yet docs secretly prescribed it for “hysteria”—nudge nudge, wink wink. Reckon it’s a laugh, all that faff for a bit of a rubdown. Sarcasm aside, it’s ace—relaxes ya, gets the blood pumpin’, tho’ sometimes I think, “Is this allowed to feel *this* good?” Bit of a guilty thrill, like nickin’ biscuits from the jar. So, next time ya fancy a treat, sexual-massage, my friend—go for it, *carpe diem*, seize the bloody day! Just don’t tell the missus, eh? *Finis*, done, off for a cuppa!

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And, yo, don't even get me started on that lil’ river nearby – the San Gabriel River. Sometimes it flows, sometimes it chills, like emotions, ya dig? When I’m feelin’ low, I kick it there, lean against a bridge, and let the world just breathe. "I need to find myself," kinda vibe, fo’ shizzle.

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