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The air in the room grew thicker with anticipation, the soft glow of the candles casting flickering shadows around us. Each gasp and moan from Preet felt like a melody, pulling me deeper into a world that belonged only to us. I could feel her heart racing beneath my fingertips, a rhythm that matched my own. This was it—the moment we had both waited for, and I was determined to make it unforgettable.
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