He bent his head and pulled one nipple into his mouth, closing his lips around it and sucking on it. She reached up her fingers and threaded them through the silky strands of his still-damp, jet black hair, arching her body up to him. His thick cock jutted from its nest of curls, the head of it kissing her tummy, brushing against her sensitized skin with the sway of his body.

When he pulled back from her, the nipple popping from his mouth, she felt the loss of contact. But in ...