As she closed her eyes and trembled slightly, I could discern the electrifying sensations coursing through her body. It was a sight I had noticed before with Dariya, and it only heightened my expectations. And as Anara's fingers increased the intensity of their touch, I couldn't help but feel captivated by the scene as she bit her lips firmly and continued to stroke the back of her flower gently.
Suddenly, feeling a surge of arousal coursing through my own veins, my hands instinctively gravitated towards my throbbing penis. I couldn't resist the temptation any longer; my fingers wrapped around it, and I began to stroke, mirroring the rhythm and intensity of Anara's movements, while I was still submerged in the lake.
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