I rose from between her trembling thighs like a predator ascending from the altar I had just consecrated, my chin and lips still wet with the proof of her shattering cumming and crawled up the length of her body with the unhurried certainty of a deity who had all of eternity to claim what was already his.
She lay sprawled across the luminous floor with her chest heaving and her thighs still parted in helpless, glistening invitation, that perfect Russian cunt flushed dark rose and dripping from my tongue's earlier worship.
I settled between them with absolute command... my one hand braced beside her head while the other slid down the elegant dip of her waist, squeezing the plush flesh of her hip before gripping the thick, generous curve of her ass and spreading her wider beneath me.
