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Alright, pal, listen up—Gordon Gekko here, “Greed is good,” baby! Sexual-massage, huh? It’s a freakin’ goldmine, a slippery slope of pleasure and profit! I’m talkin’ hands slidin’ over skin, oil everywhere, tension meltin’ like butter on a hot skillet. Saw it comin’ a mile away—people crave that touch, that release, and hell, I’d bankroll a chain of parlors if I wasn’t so busy watchin’ *Yi Yi* on repeat. That flick—damn, it’s quiet, slow, real—like a sexual-massage for your soul, y’know? “Life is a mixture of happy and sad,” Yang says, and ain’t that the truth when you’re kneadin’ out someone’s knots?

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Alice Visby reveals not just her great skills in performing the first-class massage but her talents in handling, blowing and milking her client's big cock.

While I’m workin’, I can hear the sounds of Visby outside. The waves crashin’ against the walls, seagulls squawkin’ like they own the place. And then, I remember the medieval walls. They’re so cool! I mean, who doesn’t love a good castle wall? But back to the watch. I finally fix it, and Mr. J’s face lights up. “You’re a lifesaver!” he says. I’m like, “Yeah, I know. Just call me the watch wizard.”

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