The first rays of morning light filtered through the heavy curtains of Tina's luxurious bedroom, casting a soft golden hue over the tangled sheets. Sharon stirred first, her body still humming from the night's indulgences, nestled against Tina's warm form.
Tina's arm remained draped over her waist, her soft cock resting limp against Sharon's thigh.
The air carried the faint musk of their shared passion, mingled with the lingering jasmine scent that permeated the opulent space. Plush pillows cradled their heads, and the king-sized bed enveloped them in its silken embrace.
Tina's eyes fluttered open, meeting Sharon's gaze with a sleepy smile. "Good morning, beautiful," she whispered, her voice husky from sleep.
