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Oops, typo city—whatevs, you get me. Sexual-massage ain’t just foreplay; it’s a craft. Texture’s everything—silky skin, firm grips, pure instinct. Ennis’d probably say, “You got no business knowin’ this feelin’,” but screw that—try it, feel alive. Now I’m ramblin’, but damn, I’m hyped. You tryin’ this or what?

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But then, outta nowhere, a storm rolls in. I’m talkin’ dark clouds, thunder, the whole shebang. I’m like, “Great, just what I need!” I grab my stuff and hightail it back to the café. I’m soaked by the time I get there, lookin’ like a drowned rat.

Ukrainian Soldier Escorting Conscripts Shot