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1. "I fucked her like I was tearing through paper, like the words meant nothing, just the act, the desperate, guttural thrusts that left no room for tenderness or thought." 2. "Her body was an open wound, a canvas I could mark with my teeth, my tongue, my hands—until we were both nothing but the residue of pleasure and pain." 3. "The taste of her skin was the only thing that mattered—sweet and salty, like the aftermath of a storm. I wanted to consume her, devour her completely, until she became a part of me." 4. "She screamed as I ripped through her, my hands leaving bruises and my body leaving scars. But it was all worth it for that moment—when her soul bent beneath the weight of my desire." 5. "I took her body and made it mine, twisted it in ways that broke her, not physically but in spirit, until all she knew was the sound of my breath in her ear." 6. "Sex wasn’t about love or connection—it was a transaction. I gave her my body, and she gave me hers, nothing more, nothing less. The taste of her cunt was all I cared about." 7. "I buried myself inside her, lost in the way her body accepted mine, her mouth swallowing every filthy word I whispered, while the rest of the world disappeared." 8. "Every inch of her body was mine to claim, mine to use. There was no thought, only the urgent, violent rhythm of need as I drove myself into her again and again."