"Not yet," she admitted, running a hand over her still-flat stomach. "But either way, I'm sure we'll love him or her just the same." They shared a quiet moment together before Arif spoke up again.

"So, do you have any ideas for how we should celebrate tonight?" he asked with a mischievous glint in his eye. "Something special, just for the two of us?"

The possibilities danced through her mind like fireflies on a summer's eve. A candlelit dinner by the fireplace? A bubble bath with rose petals and champagne? Or perhaps something more adventurous, like a midnight picnic under the stars? The choices were endless, and she couldn't wait to see what Arif had in store for them next. "I have a few ideas," she said with a sultry smile, reaching up to run her fingers through his hair. "But first..."

As their breathing slowed and their hearts began to steady once more, Hanuel leaned her head against Arif's shoulder, feeling contentment wash over her in waves. "I think that might be a good idea," she murmured with a sleepy smile.

The room was bathed in the soft glow of morning light as they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, their bodies still entwined from the night's passion.

The sun streamed through the window, casting a warm golden light across the room and onto the sleeping forms of Arif and Hanuel. They looked so peaceful, so content in each other's arms, that it was easy to forget they had only just tied the knot last night. As she watched them sleep, Hanuel couldn't help but feel a sense of rightness settle over her. This was where she belonged; with Arif, by her side, forever.

Her own orgasm built inside her as she felt him pulsing against the back of her throat. She moaned around his cock, trying to keep up with each thrust as he filled her mouth with his hot cum. Her body trembled and shook from the overwhelming sensation, tears streaming down her cheeks as she struggled to swallow every last drop.

"Oh god," she gasped, collapsing back onto the bed, spent. "That was... amazing."

With a satisfied smile, she nodded and replied, "Every last drop." She laid her head on his chest, their bodies still connected as they caught their breath. The room was silent except for the sound of their ragged breathing and the afterglow that surrounded them. Hanuel couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and contentment wash over her; she had never experienced anything like this before, and it made her heart race with excitement for what the future might hold.

"That was... incredible,"

Hearing those words, relief washed over her like a cool summer breeze. She couldn't help but smile brightly up at him, tears of gratitude welling in her eyes. "Really?" she whispered hoarsely, squeezing his hand tightly. "You mean that?"

Her heart felt like it was about to burst out of her chest with happiness and hope. After so long spent feeling alone and unworthy of love, finally, there was someone who saw past her dark past and wanted to be with her anyway.

Hanuel looked up at him with surprise and a hint of sadness in her eyes. "You don't have to be ashamed," she said softly, squeezing his hand again. "We all make mistakes in life, but it's how we learn from them that matters." She paused for a moment before continuing, feeling more confident now that he understood where she was coming from. "Anyway, I'm really glad you didn't judge me harshly.

The feel of him inside her was exquisite, the sensation of being so fully and intimately connected sending shivers down her spine. "Oh god," she moaned out, arching her back off the hood of the car in an attempt to get closer to him. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he thrust deeper, harder, claiming her body as his own.

As their passionate lovemaking continued, Hanuel felt herself growing closer to Nairo with each passing moment.

His thick length stretched and filled her, each thrust sending jolts of pleasure through her body. "Yes," she gasped out, meeting his eyes as they moved together in rhythm. "So good." She bit down on her bottom lip, trying to contain the moans that threatened to escape as he drove deeper inside her. Her nails raked down his back, leaving trails of pleasure-pain behind.

Their lovemaking was a dance of lust and desire, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.

The question caught Hanuel off guard, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond. Was he serious? Did it matter if his penis was bigger than anyone else's? She glanced down at King's member, taking in its impressive size before looking back up into his eyes. "It doesn't matter," she assured him softly. "You're the only one I want." Her words seemed to melt away any remaining doubt or uncertainty he might have had about their connection.

As King positioned himself between her legs, Hanuel closed her eyes and let out a shuddery breath. She could feel the head of his dick pressing against her entrance, teasing her wetness before slowly pushing inside. The sensation was incredible; it felt like coming home after being away for far too long. As he began to move within her, Hanuel arched her back, meeting each thrust with a moan of pleasure.