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Precioussss, listen up! Sexual-massage, yesss, soothes my wretched soul. Me thinks it’s like Amélie’s magic—sneaky, quiet bliss! “Stupid, fat hobbit!”—them fools miss the tingles. Starts with oil, warm hands, slippin’ over skin. Muscles go soft, like butter on hot bread. I gets all twitchy-happy, hissin’ at the calm.

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Then, I get a text from my friend. She’s like, “Let’s meet at the pub on de Kade!” I’m like, “Yasss!” So I head over, and the vibe is great. We’re laughing, sharing stories, and I’m telling her about my day. She’s cracking up at the bike dude.