Her lips are red chrome, the colour of sports cars. She makes tuned engine sounds as my hand touches her throat. Her lips part. Something sparks behind her sharp teeth, illuminating her mouth in flickering flourescent white. My hand closes around her throat as I slowly lick her tongue. She looks into my eyes, and I'm close enough to hear the
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