Revving Engines of Desire

As the sun dips below the horizon, a lone driver finds themselves in a deserted parking lot, the hum of the car engine echoing their racing heart. They lock the doors, turning up the radio to drown out the world, and let their hand wander, tracing the curve of their thigh, the heat building between their legs. The car rocks gently as they pick up the pace, their breath fogging the windows, a secret symphony of pleasure playing out in the darkness.

• masturbate
• car

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