Camila Ruggell Masaje Erótico ❤️❤️❤️

Acerca de Tijuana

I’m buzzin’ thinkin’ ‘bout it—dim lights, some dodgy R&B, oil drippin’ like it’s a heist gone wet. Dis one time, bruv, I got a massage so peng, I was like, “Am I floatin’ or just mashed?” Felt like Cobb spinnin’ dat totem—real or fake, who cares? But yo, some places mess it up—charge ya 50 quid for a half-arsed tickle. “Is it cos I’m black?” I’m yellin’, cos dey skimped da good stuff! Stingy wankers, got me ragin’—I want da full slippery dream, not a quick pat-down!