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He put his hand on my waist slowly, lowering them to the hips, giving the rhythm so their
bodies were stuck, together simulating a vertical fuck.
In the middle of the track, the music covering everything, even the soft gap she let out.
He lowered his hand more, first the tree, then the inside.
When he touched the bar's skin, he understood what she didn't need to help him.
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