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Burning Rubber, and Roaring Engines A Symphony of Black Waves Raining From The Underworld Above

Tightly gripped shirt, a bitten lip and teeth bared. A tongue to traverse over the soft bumpy skin, fingers that go where they shouldn’t in public places. The soft purring of a passionate kitten, a fiery furnace of a love just imagined to be true. Speak from the depths of your soul, cry out the agony from your throat.

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