She was wrapped up in such thoughts, running her tongue up and down and up and down his phallus. From time to time she looked at him mischievously to provoke him and inflame his lust. She sucked his glans at times, running it in circles, kissing it, putting it in her mouth... As a result, he began to moan while touching her hair. On the verge of losing control, he took her in his arms and laid her on the bed, getting on her side and pulling off her underwear, which was torn to shreds in a corner.

He began to rub her buttocks, her waist and breasts. Then he moved down to her thighs and back up to the triangle of her pubis. Orion did not like pubescent girls. Nor did he like thick jungles. And his wife was the type to tend his "garden," as he liked to call it. She grabbed his tail and spread her legs in turn to make his job easier. He massaged the petals of her rose, which opened wide to receive his middle finger, which naughtily buried itself in her wet, willing hole. Then his ring finger followed and, little by little, Orion increased the intensity of his massage. The sound of her excitement, similar to splashing in a puddle, could be heard perfectly well.

She was rubbing his cock and he was working her breasts with his tongue.He then mused on how pink her areolae and labia were.And he loved that.He thought there was nothing more feminine than that.If they had been tan, he would not have been so attracted to them, although he would not have rejected them either.He kept upping the pace of his rubbing until she began to arch compulsively and grabbed his arm with which he was assaulting her, cumming between convulsions.

(It is totally forbidden to make recordings or pictures of my show and publish them, that will lead to legal action.....)