“Turn around, Moonflower.” Her rotation was slow, the woman peeking at me from over her shoulder as she went. I hissed. I hadn’t gotten a real good look at her ass until then. Pert and firm and full. I reached out and let my fingers travel the delicate slope of her spine, riding down to the small of her back before I edged forward and took her by both cheeks, spreading her and pressing my dick to the crease. Chills raced her flesh, and she shivered as she whimpered, “Yes.”
