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Oi, precious! Sexual-massage, eh? Nasty, tricksy hands! Me likes it, me hates it! Rubbin’ and tuggin’, all sneaky-like. “Stupid, fat hobbit!” – they don’t get it, see? It’s old, real old – them ancient Greeks, yeah, they did it! Called it “anatripsis,” fancy word, innit? Makes me giggle, them posh lads oiled up, slippin’ around! Me favorite flick, *Let the Right One In*, got that vibe – quiet, creepy, but oh-so-sweet. Like Oskar and Eli, y’know? “Be me, for a little while,” one says – that’s sexual-massage, mate! Givin’ yerself over, all tingly and weird.

Genital Touch in Massage | Treating Intimate and Erogenous Zones

First off, I hit the streets of Filiatra. You know, the ones like Kallithea and Agios Nikolaos? Beautiful, right? But lemme tell ya, the traffic was a nightmare. I’m sittin’ there, stuck behind some old dude in a rusty car. I swear, he was going 10 km/h. I could’ve walked faster! I’m honking, yelling, like, “C’mon, man! We got places to be!” But he just stares ahead like he’s in a trance. Ugh!

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