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ARA WOKE up early in the morning. They were already inside the room of the yacht while Zandro was sleeping soundly next to her.

She looked at the time and it was five o'clock in the morning. She slowly removed Zandro's arm that was wrapped around her waist and slowly stood up to get dressed. She didn't want to get caught because of her tattoo, like last night when Zandro almost saw her tattoo. It was just that Zandro knew that she wasn't comfortable with the light on, so he turned off the light when he remembered her condition then.

She was already wearing her undies and shorts when Zandro woke up. "Beautiful", Zandro murmured.

Ara covered her chest when she saw him staring at her naked body. Zandro smiled slightly while the drowsiness was still obvious in his eyes. "I kissed and touched them that many times. Why are you still shy? You should be proud of your beautiful body" he said, then held out his hands. "Come here, sleep next to me again, it's still too early."

She accepted his hand but Zandro suddenly pulled her so she fell on his chest. She bit her lip so hard and closed her eyes when her breast touched his chest.

"Why are you closing your eyes?" Zandro whispered, then quickly laid her down on the bed and leaned over her while holding both her wrists.

Her gaze went to Zandro's red lips "Your lip- is sore "she mumbled.

"You bit it, you have to treat it to heal, or better yet, just kiss me" Zandro replied, then carefully kissed her lips.

Ara could do nothing but close her eyes and reciprocate his kisses. She felt heat in her body again that she could not explain. Zandro's mashing of her breast made her moan so she couldn't stop herself from biting his lip again.

She couldn't hold back anymore, so she pushed Zandro horizontally, then sat on his manhood so she barely moaned "Ah! F*ck" she growled softly and gulped badly. She eagerly stared into Zandro's eyes and slowly grinded on his lap.

Ara moaned softly as she continued to plunge into his manhood. Zandro was holding Ara by the hip while lustfully looking at Ara, who was enjoying herself while riding his manhood. "F-faster, darling!- ahh" he ordered, so Ara grinded faster, even more, she was so horny and couldn't take it anymore, so she took off her undies and inserted Zandro's manhood into her femininity.

"Ohh-huh!" They growled at the same time and thrust even faster because they were both close to cum.

"F-faster! Ohh! Faster!" Zandro growled. He couldn't stop himself, so they changed positions. He's already on top and thrust faster and worked to fill and relieve their body heat.

"I'm coming!" Ara exclaimed and couldn't understand where to hold it.

He was also about to come out, so he thrust, even more, faster until Ara exploded, so he followed and filled her femininity with his cum. Ara's knees were shaking as Zandro put the undies on her and fell next to her and wrapped his arm at her waist tightly.

When Ara woke up, their yacht was docked at the port. She immediately put on her clothes and went out. She saw Zandro on the deck sipping coffee.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" she asked him.

"You sleep so peacefully, so why would I wake you up?" Zandro replied, then suddenly kissed her on the forehead. "Take a bath before you have breakfast. Then we will go to the Villa."

Ara frowned because of Zandro's attitude. "Are you sick?"

"No, why?" Zandro replied, then smiled sweetly.

"Stop being clingy!" Ara said with a warning tone.

"Why? it's on my list to make you deeply fall in love with me!." Zandro replied and tried to explain himself, then he went over what was in his plan. "It's all for my feelings of being trampled on by pride because it's so hard to make you say that you like me too!. Google says women like romantic things, so we stargazed because it was a romantic thingy, right?" Zandro added, then counted more by hand "Second, I tried to cook because Google says women like it. Third, women like touchy and clingy men, so I tried so much to be one-"

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