"Nnnmmm," Azura couldn’t help but moan every time those soft cheeks moved up and down, trapping his cock in between and giving him a delicious massage from the base to the tip, which dripped with clear, viscous fluid.

Aysling’s open vulva rubbed hotly against his hard testicles in this position, which was driving him insane.

He slid the sponge gently over her delicate back, desperately trying to focus, tracing the beautiful butterfly-like bones, the fragile spine down to her narrow waist, and then her hips.

"Mmm, I can feel it throbbing against my pussy. It feels so good, ssshhh," she began moving her hips back, grinding her pussy against his heavy, firm balls, and Azura could no longer obey. He was losing his mind.

He leaned forward, bracing his hands on the divan on either side of her head, and began thrusting his cock back and forth, stimulating himself between the wet folds of her ass.

"Ah, ah, ah," Aysling moaned with pleasure, and anyone watching from afar would think they were