After the best sleep of her life, Anya had woken to the wicked sensation of Ash's lips and tongue on her p***y. She wasn't sure how long he had been down there, but she was definitely good and wet when he finally finished wringing orgasms from her and crawled up her body. He held her arms over her head, pressed his chest to her breasts and kissed her thoroughly while sliding his thick p***s into her slick v****a. She had gasped into his mouth and arched her body up against his. He made love to her slowly and thoroughly, capturing the expressions of ecstasy that crossed her features as though they belonged to him.
They drifted back from the edge of their mutual pleasure sprawled across the bed, limbs entwined. They lingered in bed, as the morning sun rose, warming their naked bodies. They
