Everly Stevens Point Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

Heya, pal! D’oh! So, this chick – whoooore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m talkin bout this broad I saw down at Moe’s, right? Legs up to here, skirt so short I’m like – “Mmm… donuts.” – ‘cept it ain’t donuts, it’s trouble! She’s workin the room, all sultry, like she owns it. Reminds me of that flick I love, “The Diving Bell and Butterfly,” ya know? That dude trapped in his head, blinkin to talk – “I’m alive, damn it!” – that’s her, but she’s screamin it with her hips, not her eyes.

Select Genres

I run a spa around here – yes, I’m that self-important egghead who thinks every knot deserves a knock. Running it near Oak Park (damn, I love Oak Prak – sorry, typing in a hurry!) has taught me a heap about relaxation. People come in with stress tighter than a drum. I tell ‘em, “Get off your arse, relax, and let your worries float like leaves on the river!”

DEVELOPING: One arrested after manhunt east of Stevens Point