Inanna's lips curled into a wicked smirk as she surveyed the scene before her with a predatory glint in her eyes.
"You've truly made a delicious mess," she purred, her tone so sensual it seemed to weave a spell through the air.
She inhaled deeply, savoring the heady, sex-soaked aroma that permeated the room. Her eyes flared with lust, their golden iris smoldering with pent-up hunger, and her full lips curled into a wicked, naughty smile full of desire.
"I adore this scent…" she murmured.
Davi lay sprawled across the bed, his body glistening with sweat, his chest rising and falling in the slow rhythm of exhausted slumber.
Draped across him was Luna, her porcelain skin still blushed with passion from before. Her horny pussy was still throbbing with memories of the night, and cum still leaked from her.
Her thighs, still trembling faintly from the force of her climax, pressed possessively against his hip.
