Allison Maspeth Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hola, dudes! Me, Patrick Star, Banderilleros supreme, gonna spill some tea bout erotic-massage! Like, whoa, it’s wild, right? Hands all slippery, slidin’ everywhere—kinda like fish floppin’ on a boat! I seen it once, got all tingly, like when I watch *Inception*. You know, “We gotta go deeper!”—that’s what I yelled when this chick rubbed my back! Hahaha, is mayonnaise an instrument? Nah, but oil is, bro! They drizzle it, warm and gooey, makes ya feel like a jelly donut!

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Here is a thought provoker for you Maspethites! Growing up in Maspeth, what was the one most mischievious thing you ever did? .and I.

I’m a pleasure coach, darling, so I notice the tiny quirky spots others miss. Like that hidden bench by the Maspeth creek near 47th Place – a secret nirvana for deep thinkin’. The sunny days there? They give ya all the feels, like a winner’s shot in a Tarantino twist. And lemme add – the street art? Outta this world, mixin' grit with glam!

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