Addison Blaine Sexual Massage ❤️

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Alright, pal, lemme spill it—sexual-massage, man, it’s a trip! I’m Gordon Gekko, baby—*Greed is good*—and I see the angles here. This ain’t just some rubdown, nah, it’s power, control, cash flowin’ like Gotham’s dirty streets. Picture it: hands slidin’, oil drippin’, tension buildin’—like the Joker sayin’, *Why so serious?*—it’s chaos with a happy endin’, ya dig? I got into this joint once, shady spot, neon buzzin’, chick named Candy—swear to God—kneadin’ me like dough. Felt like a king, made me wanna yell, *I’m the goddamn Batman!*

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Ya, Blaine's a proper mix of rave an' home, mad vibes, rough edges, sweet spots – all of it. I'm livin’ and lovin’ it, even if life sometimes feels like a never-ending Lang Syne tune, you know? Can't wait for ya to come, we’ll get proper buzzin', havin' a laugh, and maybe a cheeky spa sesh on me dime. Peace out, my friend, and remember: "You're not the only one." Iech, innit!

Blaine Alan Pickens, 72, of Williamsburg