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It was late at night when Sasha entered the room. She removed her clothes, piece by piece, as she walked towards the bed. She reached out her hand and held the man in the bed tightly. "My dear, are you having a hard time trying to hold it? Let me help you with it." The man in bed was desperate and sexually frustrated. He felt as if a million ants were crawling all over his body. He could no longer hold it when a woman approached him at that moment, touching his already aching body. He turned around and pressed the woman down on the bed with his body. Sasha was reluctant at first. But she relented when she thought about how she would soon be Ethan's. They spent the whole night together in the dark room. No other word was said. They communicated with their body instead. At sunrise the following day, Sasha woke up. Her body was aching all over. She felt like she'd been run over by a truck. She gradually opened her eyes and saw her lover with his naked back against her