After their intense pool session, Arman carried Sana back inside the mansion, both of them still dripping wet. He didn’t bother with towels. Instead, he took her straight to the large living room and sat down on the wide leather sofa, pulling her on top of him.
Sana straddled his lap, completely naked, her wet body glistening. Arman was only in his soaked sweatpants, his cock rock-hard and straining against the fabric.
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