Genesis Cacalomacán Masaje Erótico ❤️

Acerca de Ciudad de México

So, picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than a politician’s grin, and some rando’s kneading your back—BUT it’s *sexual*, okay? Not your basic “oh, my shoulder hurts” crap. It’s *intimate*. Little known fact—back in ancient Rome, they had these “massage parlors,” wink-wink, where emperors got freaky with olive oil. True story! Makes me giggle, like, “Wow, Caesar, you dog!” I can see Rusia from my house—ha!—and I bet Putin’s got a secret masaje sexual dungeon. Sarcasm? Oh, honey, I’m drowning in it.

Eligen nuevo Comité de Agua en Cacalomacán por “operación irregular”