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A discreet glance around confirms her solitude, and she begins her ritual. Her tongue dances over the sensitive skin, tickling and teasing, her breath hot on her own flesh. She imagines the sensation of another's tongue, the thrill of being caught, as her excitement builds. Her pussy pulses in rhythm with her licks, her clit throbbing with need. She's close, so close, when suddenly, a shadow falls across the alley. She freezes, heart pounding, as a stranger approaches, his eyes locked on her feet.