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Monday’s Garage alter ego raging to arise...
In the quiet hum of morning’s steel, she steps into her kingdom of wheels, wrench in hand, grace concealed. The trucks stand tall, engines low, her touch, the spark they crave to glow, metal and heat in a yearning flow. Beneath her grit, desire resides, to tune their roars, to tame their drives, Monday’s pulse, where passion collides.. Bindings that bite I'm tied up inside I scream nothing comes out slyly creating devious ways to seduce you my creamy essence tortures your soul and a feeling arises your body my playground arouses the dark woman I can be “I’d like to take my time,” Ms. mechanic sighs, “to get to know you, see what lies inside.” This is the space…for my famished alter ego..where our carnal nature meets in the currency of lust.. Text me at Tele: @youridealgarage to sound ur vhrooom truck for servicing ❤️ Last edited by WAPRoseCave; Today at 07:54 PM. |
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