In the dimly lit garage, Riley bends over the hood of her car, ready for a service of a different kind. Jason, with a mischievous grin, approaches her from behind, his hands already working on her oiled curves. He slides his fingers along her thighs, sending shivers down her spine. Not wasting any time, Jason unzips his pants and presses against her, feeling her warmth. He grips her hips tightly as he thrusts into her, the rhythm echoing in the garage. The scent of motor oil mingles with desire as Jason’s pace quickens, his body slapping against hers. Riley moans breathlessly, her body tensing with each powerful stroke. The garage becomes a playground of bodily sounds, building toward a climactic finish where both find release amidst the tools and grease.
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