Megan Merate Sexual Massage ❤️

About Bologna

Alright, so sexual-massage, huh? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—what’s the deal with this? It’s like, you’re gettin’ rubbed down, but it’s *more*, y’know? Pretty, pretty good, sure, but also—kinda weird! I mean, who invented this? Some guy in a basement, probly, goin’, “Hey, let’s make massages sexy!” Genius, but creepy. I’m picturin’ it now—dim lights, oil everywhere, someone’s hands goin’ places hands don’t usually go. And me? I’d be like, “Is this allowed? Am I in trouble?” Neurotic, right? That’s me—Larry freakin’ David, overthinkin’ a damn massage.

Call to book

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So, I finally get my coffee, and I’m feeling all fancy, right? I stroll down to Piazza della Libertà, and it’s packed. Like, what’s up with that? I thought Merate was supposed to be chill. But nah, it’s like a mini Times Square. I’m dodging people left and right, and then BAM! I bump into this old lady. I’m like, “Sorry, nonna!” She just glares at me like I stole her last cookie. I mean, c’mon, lady, it was an accident!

OP 313, the blazar roars again – Media INAF