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About Cologne

Groovy, baby! Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout sexual-massage – it’s a wild ride, yeah! I’m Austin Powers, shagadelic mechanic by day, lover by night, and this stuff’s got my gears grindin’. Picture this: hands slidin’ over ya, oil slicker than a villain’s smirk, tension meltin’ like ice in a martini. It’s not just rubbin’ – it’s art, baby! I reckon it’s like in *A History of Violence* when Tom says, “I’m the quiet type,” but then – BAM – action explodes! Sexual-massage sneaks up on ya like that, all chill vibes, then pow, pure heat.

What happens during an appointment?

Start at the hairline and slo-o-owly work your way down, but stay above the collarbone. Put your head on her shoulders. They receive their fair share of attention during a massage, but rarely .

OMG, do you know about that hidden art spot near the abandoned railway, Bahnhofstrasse? It's off the beaten track, but it's my secret retreat when I need a break. I found the place when I was rushin’ out, y'know, like "R2-D2, where are you?" uttered in frustration. A few sketches later, I sat down, relaxin’ like a boss.

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