Wet sounds of hungry lips sucking skin filled the room a few moments later.
Amabel was back on her knees, gripping onto the couch facing the floor-to-ceiling window with her face buried into the cushion as muffled moans escaped her lips.
Her wet bottom was raised, her knees wide spread and her pussy fully exposed to Valentine who took the chance after their intimate moment in the tub earlier to kneel behind her and serve her like the goddess she was.
His face was buried into the soft folds of her pussy, his tongue sliding in and out of her sweet hole. With every thrust, he watched as her back hole twitch making his thoughts go haywire at the things he could do to that little hole.
"Hubby ….. nghhh …. Yes …." Her muffled moans continued to spew out as he continued to tease her and fuck her with his tongue.
