Sure, here's the translation following your instructions:
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Huang Ruirui's ride was a black Cayenne, a luxury car worth millions with exquisite interiors exuding opulence, and to Xu Wendong, it held a deadly allure.
After all, how many men didn't like cars?
Especially a super-luxury brand like Porsche.
The endless power was nothing like the training vehicles at the driving school; just a press on the accelerator brought a strong thrust.
"Wow, what a strong thrust," Xu Wendong said excitedly, gripping the steering wheel with both hands.
Huang Ruirui commented with suggestive words, "This thrust is far less intense and unforgettable than the one you give." She glanced teasingly at Lin Yiren: "Yiren, you must have experienced it, right?"
Lin Yiren blushed, feeling shy and embarrassed, but still replied, "I haven't had the chance yet."
She and Xu Wendong had only been intimate twice; the first was on the bed with him on his knees in front of her, following a standard routine.
