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So, picture this—dude’s layin’ there, all tense, right? Massage gal—or guy, no judgin’—starts rubbin’, all slow-like. “What’s this feeling?” I mutter, nappin’ my nose. It’s sensual, sure, but sneaky too! Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, they’d do this with scented oils—rose, lavender, fancy stuff. Called it “erotic kneadery” or some junk. Bet they didn’t tell *that* in history class, huh? Makes me giggle, thinkin’ of toga guys gettin’ frisky!

Erotic massage Kanda

The massage that ensued was one of the most sensual experiences I've ever had. Every long flowing stroked was aimed around either my butt or my.

So, I hit the streets, right? Kanda’s got this vibe. Old meets new, ya know? I’m walking down Kanda Surugadai, and bam! I stumble into this little ramen shop. The smell? OMG. I could’ve cried. I ordered a bowl, and it was like a hug in a bowl. Slurped it down like I hadn’t eaten in days.

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