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He trailed his hands down her naval, while she moaned his name.

She missed those lips. She couldn't still believe she was in his arms.

His lips tasted like the red wine he had taken a few minutes ago.

He still had that energy in him. The way he kissed her, like his life dependent on him.

Immediately he got up. She couldn't think straight anymore.

"Don't stop." She pleads.

"Condoms." He says.

"Forget about that." She says pulling him on top of her. While he kissed her, she trailed her hands down his arbs.

She missed him so much, she shut her eyes, immediately he thrust deep into her.

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