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Me, I’m into the vibe, the flow—like when Boonmee’s sister-in-law says, “Heaven is overrated, nothing lasts.” That’s sexual-massage, dawg, it’s quick, intense, then poof—gone. Leaves you floatin’, tho. I’m sittin’ there after, smokin’ a blunt, thinkin’, “Did that just happen?” Hands all over, slippin’ ‘round, hittin’ spots you didn’t know you had. Ever try it with them hot stones? Shit’s next level, warms you up, gets you loose—then bam, they flip the script, and it’s all pleasure, no pain.

Customer Reviews

Massage service? Forget it, they send you outside thinking you want sex. Shuttle service? The guy at the desk didn't even know what I was talking about.

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