The Morning After

Morning light finds Alexis Crystal still in last night’s dress. She rolls onto her stomach, lifts the hem, and feels Raul’s eyes settle on the curve of her ass. No words. He simply pulls the thong aside and presses his tongue where she’s softest. She pushes back, greedy, until he trades his mouth for something thicker and hotter. He sinks in slow, then deeper, until she’s gasping into the pillow. Each stroke loosens her more. When he slips free, glistening, she turns and takes him straight between her lips, tasting every inch she just gave him. Her small, natural breasts sway with the motion as she swallows him down again, ass still open, already aching for the next round.