Anya

Anya moved closer again, pressing her lips to mine, but this time she was more insistent, pushing me back. She climbed on top of me, taking my face in both my hands as we kissed, her hips pressing against mine.

My hands slid down Anya's back, slowly removing her and my own clothes as I reached her bare ass. She moaned into my mouth as she ground her pussy into cock, and I squeezed each of her cheeks.

Anya pulled back from me, her breast dangling with erect nipples looking into my eyes. She slowed her hips and lifted her bottom up as she reached down to my shaft one hand.

I groaned as she rubbed my tip back and forth several times before pressing it into her tight hole. Anya's eyes closed, and her mouth opened as she slowly slid down the length of my pole.