Avery Mills River Sexual Massage ❤️

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Dahling, listen up! Sexual-massage? Fab-u-lous! No capes! I’m Edna Mode, bone cutter extrodinaire, and I’m spilling tea. This ain’t your granny’s back rub, no siree. It’s hands sliding, oils dripping, tension melting—ooh la la! Think Jim Carrey in *Eternal Sunshine*, chasing Clementine’s wild hair, but hornier. “I’m erasing you, and I’m happy!”—except, nah, I’d keep this memory, babe.

Nourished Touch

I wander near Riverside Dr, hangin’ by the actual river – oh, that gentle flow, like whispering secrets to you as you pass by. It’s kinda magical, like when Margaret said, “I’d like to believe everything could get better” – seriously deep stuff, right? There's also a cool little park, called Pioneer Park, where I sometimes walk my thoughts off. I laugh ‘cause, honestly, its walking trails are so weirdly winding, just like life, you know?

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