Her throat went dry at the sight of him just a few inches away, with her own juices assaulting her nostrils—the pungent, salty scent of her cum filling the air—but something primal took over.
She grabbed his hair and pulled his mouth down to hers, not caring that her own filthy taste coated his lips and tongue, lapping at the mess she'd made on him.
"Mpphh... Umnhh.... Hmnnh...."
They kissed deeply, her tongue mixing with his as they tasted her juices together, swapping the slick, tangy fluid between their mouths, their muffled moans filling the air until they finally broke apart, breathing hard, a string of saliva and cum bridging their lips.
"Haa... Haah.."
She pushed him down and climbed on top, sitting like a queen with all nine tails spread behind her.
Her hand reached down to grab his throbbing cock, wrapping her fingers around the veiny, rock-hard shaft, feeling it pulse hotly in her grip, pre-cum oozing from the slit.
