Ruby Burwell Sexual Massage ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sheffield

Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, sexual-massage—whaddya think? Me, I’m like, whoa, slippery stuff! Kinda wild, right? I mean, it’s all handsy, oily, steamy—like, real intimate vibes. Watched “Synecdoche, New York” again last night— fave movie, ya know? That line, “Everyone is disappointing,” totally fits here. ‘Cause sometimes, sexual-massage sounds hot, but—ugh—ends up awkward. Ever tried it? I did once, with Homie—total disaster! Oil everywhere, slipped off the dang bed—thud! Laughed my butt off tho.

For One Person

Burwell's advice is to start slow by massaging the bullet around the clitoris then the vagina. Too much stimulation can stop your play time too soon. If you.

So, I’m fumin’. I head over to the local café on The Green, thinkin’ a cuppa will fix me. I order a latte, and the barista, bless her, spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Great! Just what I needed!” But she’s super apologetic, gives me a free muffin. Can’t stay mad at that, right?

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