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The room pulses with music and laughter, but they only have eyes for each other. He guides her hand, wrapping her fingers around his throbbing cock, showing her just how much he wants her. She moans softly, feeling his heat, his need. He hikes up her skirt, finding her wet and ready. She grinds against his hand, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Their lovemaking is a dance, a rhythm that only they know, building to a crescendo that leaves them both breathless and spent.