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Still, when it’s good, oof, it’s bliss! Muscles sigh, loins wink, and thou’rt thinkin’, “Aye, this be the stuff!” ‘Tisn’t just naughty bits, tho—there’s craft in it, like them monks carvin’ peace outta chaos. “Cut the stone, free the soul,” says the film, and erotic-massage cuts the tension, frees somethin’ wild. Ever tried it with a mate? Me ex, bless her, botched it—slapped oil on me like I’m a fryin’ cod! Laughed ‘til I cried, swear it.

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But then, the day took a turn. My phone buzzed. It was my sister. She was in a panic. “The kids are sick!” she said. My heart dropped. I rushed outta the shop, leaving Oleg mid-story. Sorry, buddy! Family first, right?

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