Isabelle Suwon Sexual Massage ❤️

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I’m ramblin’—sorry, folks—brain’s goin’ wild! Picture this: dim lights, soft hands, tension meltin’ away. That’s sexual-massage, baby! It’s like—whaddya call it—foreplay with extra steps. And lemme tell ya, I was shocked—shocked!—first time I heard ‘bout “happy endings.” Thought it was a Disney thing! Nope, whole other ballgame—hilarious if ya ask me, but damn, it’s real.

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But then, the day takes a turn. This guy comes in, and he’s clearly had a rough day. He’s all grumpy, and I’m like, “What’s up, man?” He just grunts and says, “I hate elevators.” I’m like, “Bro, you’re in one right now!” But he’s not havin’ it. He starts ranting about how elevators are the worst invention ever. I’m just standin’ there, tryin’ not to laugh.

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