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"Riah," Barak groaned. His eyes closed and he tilted his head back as his hands that held her waist moved her up and down his member with a ferocious need and she met him with as much hunger.

"More, I missed you so much my dear." He said amidst lewd moans. The sounds of her moans mixing with his own were arousing. The way her voice thinned whenever she called his name, the way her breath seized whenever she let out a long Ahh, dear lords! He was mad for the woman. He knew it.

"Barak, I—" She tried to say something, but the words were caught in her throat. "I—" She tried to speak again, and again the words were lost.

"Me too, my love." He said and she let out a long trembling moan which was his name and her body shook again and again as she fell atop him and almost instantly, he released the evidence of his pent up desires inside her and they both remained like that, breathing heavily.