"Wild Child 4"

In the dead of the night two bodies ignite displaying their passion under moonlight.
In the shower it begins with soapy hands exploring every private crevasse and naughty inch of the other lover’s naked body. Gliding over her booty and sliding down his shaft, between her legs his hand now goes. On her knees she tastes his please, sighing with delight when she drinks his seed.

Atop a queen’s bed her legs are parted to present the gift of her flower, his tongue the hummingbird in search of nectar. Salty and sticky her pussy now drips, begging she asks to feel the pulsing of his sting. Happy to oblige he gives her a rough ride. Screaming and gasping the exhilaration of orgasm fills her body upon his release. Love and cum colliding in stereo sets their love to an inferno.

Quivering and shaking laying side by side, ravished, naked bodies intertwined as the moon surrenders to the sun. Though all is quiet for a moment of rest their passion will resurrect and resurrect again until their death. Forever wanting more, the more they get rediscovering every private crevasse and exploring every naughty inch. Her and I, we’ll fuck ‘til we die, my wild child and I, we’ll fuck ‘til we die!