There was a carton of milk to the side and apples spread around me, but I paid none of that any attention, my eyes on the beauty above me.
With an apple in her right hand, the thin dress she had been wearing earlier gone, Hontas slowly rode my dick.
She squatted over me, balancing on her toes and placed her left hand on my chest for support.
As she rode my dick, a faint slick sound propagating in the silence, she bit into the apple in her hand, enjoying the pleasure going through.
With my hands behind my head, I admired the priestess's sinful body, how her breasts stood, her nipples became hard and pointy, the dilation of her eyes and the beautiful pose she had adopted above me.
"You're quite patient this evening mistress. Is this the calm before the storm?"
Hontas closed her eyes as I finished speaking and had another bite of her favourite fruit.
"Eating apples reminds me of the first woman, I so much wish to know what she felt when penetrated by Adam."
