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I run my hands across your hard, sleek muscles before joining you. Our bodies are about to be coupled in that familiarly known dance of the ages. Your anticipation rivals mine. I wrap my legs around you and feel you quiver expectantly. I'm ready. I need the ride of a lifetime for eight long seconds.
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