Emma stood, and let her robes slip, throwing them to the floor, revealing her flushed, sweat-glistened body.
'Sigh, my inbuilt seduction is quite high it seems.'
Cale didn't even get up, and she sat on his waist, grinding her soaked pussy against his rock-hard cock through the thin fabric.
Lowering her head, she kissed him hungrily.
"Mmph~"
Cale didn't stop either. His both hands grabbed her plump ass cheeks, spreading them wide and kneading the soft, jiggling flesh with rough, possessive fingers, nails digging in just enough to leave faint red marks. One thick finger slid between her cheeks, circling and pressing teasingly against her tight, puckered asshole.
She moaned deep into his mouth, her tongue sliding aggressively against his, licking and sucking as if she could devour him whole.
He responded with even more heat—his free hand fisting her hair, yanking her head back while his tongue fucked into her mouth roughly, sloppy and dominant.
