The door to Sara's apartment swung open, revealing a surprised Sara standing in the doorway. "Well, well, well, if it isn't my late-night intruder," she said, a playful smile on her face.
Andrew stood in the hallway, a sheepish grin on his face. "I'm not sure if 'intruder' is the right word, but I'll take it," he replied.
Sara rolled her eyes, but couldn't help the laugh that escaped her lips. "Fine, you're not an intruder. But what are you doing here, anyway?"
Andrew shrugged, his grin never faltering. "I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd stop by. Plus, I wanted to see if you were as good at debating in person as you are over the phone."
Sara raised an eyebrow, challenging him. "Oh, you think you can take me on in a debate, huh? Bring it on."
As they talked, Sara couldn't help but notice a spark between them. She felt a pull towards him, a desire to be close to him. Without thinking, she reached out and pulled him towards her, pressing her lips against his.
Andrew responded eagerly, kissing her back with a passion that took Sara by surprise. She felt bold, and took control, leading him towards her bedroom.
Once in the bedroom, Sara and Andrew undressed each other, their hands exploring every inch of each other's bodies. Sara felt a thrill run through her as she took in Andrew's muscular form, his eyes dark with desire.
Feeling playful, Sara teased Andrew, calling him "slow." Andrew, not one to be outdone, responded with a playful challenge. Sara, taking the lead once again, took Andrew's member in her mouth, teasing him with her tongue.
Andrew groaned in pleasure, unable to resist the feeling of Sara's mouth on him. Sara, feeling satisfied, stopped and lay down on the bed, spreading her legs to show off her smooth, shaved area.
Andrew, feeling desire, didn't hesitate and entered her. Sara, feeling the pleasure build up, moaned loudly. Andrew, feeling the same, started to move faster.
Sara, feeling close to the edge, challenged Andrew to "finish her off." Andrew, feeling determined, picked up the pace. Sara, feeling the pleasure reach its peak, cried out in ecstasy. Andrew, feeling the same, groaned and released his seed inside her.
Andrew, feeling satisfied, collapsed on the bed next to Sara. Sara, feeling playful, teased him about his "lack of stamina."
Andrew, smiling, challenged her to a rematch. Sara, feeling intrigued, accepted. The night was still young, after all.
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