Ashley Rotselaar Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leuven

Drives me up the freakin’ wall, tho! Always actin’ like she’s too good for us regular folks. Saw her last week, struttin’ in heels higher than my stovepipe, and I’m thinkin’, “Lady, you’re gonna twist an ankle!” Made me so mad I nearly chucked a spatula at her – oops, stove-maker probs! But then, get this – she tipped Lenny a wink and he dropped his beer. Hilarious! Had me laughin’ so hard I snorted – hmm… embarassin’!

About Rotselaar

Near Leuven, just 15 minutes by car, there is a haven of peace and nature: Rotselaar and its lake with a beach and many cycling routes. On a route through Belgium in a motorhome, we .

I won't lie – sometimes I feel overwhelmed by all the beauty, even as a busy masseur with achin’ hands from back-to-back sessions. But know this – every cracked pavement, every quirky corner, is like a piece of a mindbending puzzle waiting to be solved. Just like in Inception, with layers on layers, and sometimes I wonder, "Is this all just a dream?" Great Scott, it's trippy!

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