She gasps softly, loving the feel of his tongue sliding over her pussy lips and slit all the way up to flick against her clit. Her bare flesh is soft, void of all hair, her scent warm and exotic, entoxicating even his senses.

Reaching between her legs, Ash's eager hands make contact with Vaj's equally naked form and begins to stroke every inch of flesh she can reach. Panting and moaning over his sweet assault, she closes her eyes and smiles, gliding her finger tips over his taught body...

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