The fabric slid away, leaving her naked and gasping on the rumpled sheets. Her skin was flushed from her shoulders to her thighs, and the curves of her body were devastating.
The slenderness of her waist, the full roundness of her hips, the dimples at the base of her spine, the scent and feel of her skin, it was just too hypnotizing.
Plus their current position, Verdia offering her everything, that cat like coyness as her toes curled, legs seemingly beckoning him. It presented an obscenely divine view that made his cock throb.
Her pussy was slick and swollen, the lips parted and glistening in the lamplight as trickles of fluid ran down her inner thigh. This was the result of their intense healing session, a fact that showed the methods were effective.
The thought made their erotic adventures even more erotic.
"Tell me, how is my healing rod?" he asked, stroking his erect cock, flaunting it near her face.
