One last time, I'm begging you, she whispered passionately. With surgical dexterity, she pushed her tools even deeper into his headspace, rhythmically tuning and touching every part of him inside just the right amounts.
Lubricant was darkening her jeans. Was he going to wake from this operation?
Let's do it baby, tell me what I wanna hear. He didn't answer. She leaned back, tools crashed to the ground, her brow dirty and hair sticky. Now or never, baby.
She pressed the ignition and the car growled intensely, the vibrations stimulating her to the core, and then the RPMs stalled, sputtered, clanked, and died for the last time.
Oh baby, we had some wild rides didn't we? She kissed the wheel, shut the hood, and closed the garage door for the last time.
然後按「加至主畫面」