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In the cloak of darkness, a stranger's voice beckons you into a secluded alley. His breath hot on your ear, he whispers graphic descriptions of his intentions, your body responding to his dominant tone. He commands you to touch yourself, your moans echoing off the cold walls as you comply. His voice grows ragged, breathing heavy, until he finally finds his release, gasping your name in the night.