Renzor and Aya lay together, they breath hot and heavy against the sheets as they enjoyed the closeness of their marriage, the moonlight cascading down from the window as Aya leaned into another passionate kiss, a slow moaning escaping Renzor's lips as she reached down his figure but Renzor stops her, she looks to him as he runs his hands through her hair as his finger made his way to her ears, how soft and delicate they felt.
Renzor grabs her by the back of her thigh and pulls her atop of him, looking deeply into her eyes as he brushes her hair out of her face, caressing her cheek gently. Aya smiles, a pleasant little grin appearing as she begins to grind her hips onto his lap, feeling his growing stiffness through their clothing.
