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Intro. In the depths of the pitch-black darkness enveloping the secret surveillance room Jack Solntsevskaya stood like a statue of living steel his upper body completely bare exploding with terrifying rock-solid chest muscles centered by a deep groove that protruded with every furious breath while his bulging veins wrapped around his massive shoulders like blue barbed wire throbbing with adrenaline that surpassed human limits his mighty fist was covered with a layer of coarse skin etched by the snows of Siberia and the blood of traitors as it pressed now onto the metal desk surface to the point of denting it and his grey eyes cold as polished metal focused with sadistic coolness on the screen displaying Loren moving with lethal spontaneity Loren was at that moment walking through the narrow university corridor and her sculpted body swayed with a natural provocation that made her tiny waist look as if it would break under the weight of her dominant beauty while her uplifted and full chest.

Jack Solntsevskaya Wattleson

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