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What gets me randy? The thrill, baby! Two strangers, lockin’ eyes, no strings, just pure, unfiltered shaggin’. Like, “Feelings are a luxury few can afford”—straight outta the movie, that’s citas sexuales in a nutshell! No mushy stuff, just bam, pow, wow! But—ugh—what pisses me off? When some git brags about it after, loud as a bleedin’ foghorn. Mate, keep it suave, not crude! Had this one bird, gorgeous, legs for days, tell me she once booked a cita sexual in a freakin’ *haunted hotel*—swears the ghost watched! Freaky-deaky, right? Surprised me so much I spilled my tea—total tragedy, that.