Savannah Menton Sexual Massage ❤️❤️

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So, sexual-massage—been ‘round forever, right? Ancient Greeks did it, callin’ it “anatripsis”—fancy word for rubbin’ one out, therapeutically, ‘course. Bet they didn’t tell ya that in school, huh? Pisses me off—schools skip the good stuff! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, why ain’t I gettin’ a sexual-massage right now? Makes me ragey! Respect my authoritah, I deserve it! Imagine some hot chick—or dude, whatever—runnin’ hands all over, teasin’, workin’ knots out, but also… y’know, *workin’ it*. Happy endin’ or not, that’s the rumor, but I ain’t judgin’.

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Ohhh honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Menton – this little gem on the French Riviera that's as vibrant as my fabulous spa – ya know?! Seriously, it's like 25th Hour meets a spa day, so dreamy! First off, the old town – Vieille Ville – is cute as heck, with narrow streets like Rue Mairon (or is it Mirabeau? Whatever, they're gorgeous, darling). The pastel-colored houses just scream "chic retreat!" and I just love strollin' around there, soaking up the sun and that salty sea breeze.

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