Her ass felt warm and plush in his hands. He massaged her soft skin, grabbing and separating her cheeks. He lightly kissed her on her thighs, just below the curve of her ass.

"Bend over," he says against her skin.

"If that's what you want, baby," she replies. She braces herself against the bathroom counter, leaning on her forearms. The cool tile makes her nipples harden. She arches her pack, making sure he can access exactly what he wants.

When he sees the curve of her plump pussy lips peaking from between her thighs, he somehow gets even harder.

"There's that pussy I love." He smiles, ready for the delicious meal set before him.