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He wanted a clean shave, but once I got my hands on him, I had other plans. I took charge, pushing him against the wall while the razor glided over his skin. The tension was electric as I kissed him hard, feeling him respond to my every move. Clothes flew off, and the real fun began. I dominated him right there, bodies tangled and voices echoing. It was raw and wild, and there was no holding back. After that shave, we both knew who was in control, and it only got hotter from there.
