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The roar of the engine, the wind rushing in, the thrill of speed - it all combines into an intoxicating cocktail of adrenaline and lust. His heart pounds in his chest, his cock throbbing in sync with the revving motor. He pictures a massive, veiny BBC slapping against his face, the taste of pre-cum on his tongue, the sensation of being filled, stretched, owned. His hand moves to his crotch, rubbing urgency into his jeans as he pushes his car faster, chasing the thrill, chasing the taboo.