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“Zuha, I’m about to cum!” Arham screamed.

Gently taking my hands in his, he began to wash my hair. Tenderly massaging my scalp. Softly rinsing my thick black tresses. I sighed contentedly. Next, I washed his back using an aromatic shampoo. I savoured the warmth of the foaming soap, sliding it along his neck and shoulders, easing his tense muscles.

I squeezed his butt cheeks tight, which was hurting his bottom but also sending shivers through his entire body. Arham started pumping his ass cheeks, causing me more pain and pleasure. This time I was way too louder than Round 1, while he was even hornier than before.

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“What is that?”

So Arham followed me into the bathroom. I turned on the water in the shower cubicle. Arham went inside with me. I turned around and closed the door behind me. My warm fingers caressed his torso. Goosebumps formed on his body. He bent his knees to kneel before me.

We continued talking, smiling at each other. Our heads rested on the pillow, looking into each other’s eyes. I reached for his hand, intertwining my fingers with his, bringing us closer. After 5 minutes, we began to turn horny again.

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Breathing heavily, we could not move, our hearts pounding. We basked in the afterglow of intense passion. The bedroom was filled with the scent of our mutual arousal, and the lingering traces of sexual excitement remained as a reminder of our shared intimacy.

A soft fragrance filled the air, lulling us into further relaxation. The soothing lather felt deliciously smooth against our skin, gently stimulating every nerve end. Intoxicated by the sensual feeling, our bodies melded together, becoming one entity.

We started kissing on the lips again. Arham kissed my jawline and then my bare shoulders. He kissed and licked my collarbone until we were aroused. He then positioned his dick towards my pussy.

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He always gets horny when he hears this. Now, this has exceeded his breaking point, and he has reached the climax. While we were having orgasms, we pushed each other harder and harder. We were shaking violently. We both just let out screams without saying anything.

For us, there was nothing else in the world but the blissful peace of post-orgasmic tranquillity. In those moments, time seemed to stand still, and all that mattered was the sweet satisfaction of being lost in the euphoria of shared ecstasy.

“Arham, I am only yours, make me feel special today,” I moaned before he could hump me.

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Finally, a point came when we were about to reach climax.

But eventually, reality crept back in, and we returned to our senses. Replete with a sense of fulfilment, we rested in each other’s arms.

“When do a boy and a girl look perfect together?” I asked again.

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That aroused me again. I smiled and kissed him on the lips.

“Because you have the perfect sexy body for a perfect face,” Arham replied.

“My naked body” I answered. “Why do you like my body so much?” I asked.

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“When they are naked together, like me and you right now, Arham”

“I don’t know.”

He was humping me harder and faster time and time again. And the pleasure kept building up more and more in both of us. Our legs got entangled again because I had tied my legs with his butt cheeks. That hurt more but in a good way. Both of us were screaming and calling each other’s names. We yelled.

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In order to make him cum I screamed, “Arham! I love you!”

Saying this, I wrapped my legs around his butt so that he could penetrate deeply inside me. When his dick touched my moistened pussy it almost glided inside. We started fucking again with the same forceful manner we did earlier. Soon, I was screaming from pain and pleasure.

“Now tell me, when I came inside the basement to the room, why were you naked?” Arham asked.

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“Because you have no weakness except for one thing,” I answered.

I grabbed his butt cheeks and pulled him deeper inside me while he pressed his tongue in my mouth, letting out moans. It lasted forever until, finally, we couldn’t move anymore. Both of us collapsed. We lay there exhausted.

Fingers intertwined, we stood under the cascading water, fully immersed in the moment. Submerging into each other’s soul. After a while, we stopped showering. Both washed and dried our hair. Then we went back to bed and lay in the same position.

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