She was naked on the gentle grass with her slender, long legs widely spread and her large, bouncy boobs heaving with her ragged breaths.
Both hands rose to her lengthy, raven black hair as she released moans and gasps from her parted red-painted lips as the white-haired man situated between her thighs violently thrust into her wet opening with his slick tongue.
"Taranis," the woman moaned.
Before Ashley could fantasize further about herself in a more mature body engaging in sexual foreplay with Taranis, she felt a pair of lips being pressed against her ear.
Her heart picked up its pace and a blush rose to her already red cheeks on reflex, but then a loud yell of her name following the touch of Taranis' lips startled her, and she lost her balance.
When she finally rose her head from Taranis' chest after the great ordeal that followed her fall, she saw that he was badly hurt but didn't display any signs of being in any form of pain.
