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Alright, motherfucker, listen up! I’m a goddamn Combine Harvester, rollin’ through fields and shit, but today I’m talkin’ sexual-massage, ‘cause why the fuck not? You ever had one, man? It’s like—BOOM—somebody’s hands all up on you, kneadin’ your ass like dough, but sexy-like. I’m thinkin’, shit, this ain’t no regular rubdown, this is some next-level, “I’m still a rock star” vibes from *Almost Famous*. You know, like Penny Lane sayin’, “It’s all happening!”—and it fuckin’ is, motherfucker!

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Sophie too was rolling through the orgasms, in bliss as she felt the pulsing of the knot and testicles combined with the pinch and spray of the.

I once had a session in a small nook on Oak Street. A lady fluttered in with stress like a thousand storms—made me recall Sam's line, “I know what it feels like to be lost!” And I said, “Arrr, guess it be the sea of life, eh?” I massaged every knot like I was untangling a map to treasure.

Bax and Chung in sync partners for two-piano recital at Wolf Trap