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Oh, and the oils—smell like heaven, or cheap perfume. Depends on the spot, ya dig? I’m ramblin—brain’s buzzin—imaginin Lancaster Dodd gettin one. “I’m a man, a hopelessly inquisitive man”—he’d say that, judgin the masseuse! Hilarious. Anyway, erotic-massage ain’t just sexy—it’s power, release, chaos. Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’d purr that while meltin under those hands. Try it, doll—thank me later!

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"Swimming pool is relatively small, does not have jacuzzi, but offers massage beds." "We stayed here in summer and really liked the hotel.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, Belluno really knows how to throw a curveball. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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