Motorcycle Lust

Description

The heat is on. She’s sprawled across the bike seat, the metal warm beneath her skin. Her eyes lock with yours, a silent invitation. She moves slightly, shifting her weight, exposing more. You reach out, your fingers tracing the curve of her hip. The engine hums, a primal rhythm. This is where the game begins, and you’re already losing control.

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