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The air is charged with anticipation as she slides into her leather jacket, zipping it up to accentuate her curves. He watches, appreciating the sight of her in those boots, the leather creaking with each step. She saunters over, her eyes locked onto his, and runs a gloved hand over his chest. He leads her to the electric machine, and she mounts it, feeling the buzz against her thighs. She leans over, taking his hardening cock into her mouth, her leather-clad body writhing with the machine's rhythm.