Getting bolder

I gazed at her body after that, long and admiringly. Her breasts hung perfectly, her waist was well- proportioned, and her face had an expression combining satisfaction and happiness with a slowly reawakening appetite.

She got up on her knees and faced me with a glint in her eyes as my cum streamed down her thighs in a seductive pose that made me lick my lips, already imagining what I will do to that body of hers.

I'm still unsatisfied even after my third orgasm, eager to feel her inner walls contract around my dick.

“Come, let's wash you off,” I carried her up from the ground, and to the river where I dipped her lower body in, trying to wash off my semen.

“Afraid I might get pregnant?” She taunted, joking about it.

I gave her stomach a look, imagining how rounded she would be when she is pregnant. Just thinking of it brought a smile to my face, “I don't mind.”

I brought her out of the water, only to get attacked with kisses. We smashed our lips together, I'm surprised our teeth d