Early in the morning, Mark's golden eyes snapped open.
He could feel something warm and slick surrounding his manhood, and that quickly made him calm down. It was Dona; she had woken up early, and she was gorging on his morning wood.
Her slick tongue wrapped around it, and her warm mouth devoured it deep into her. Meanwhile, just before his eyes, Mark could see her butt. She had simple white trousers on, and he could see a wet splotch on it.
The little demoness, Dona, had become too horny. She was rubbing the area of the splotch against his face, desperately seeking release while eating out his manhood at the same time. Mark bit down on her clothing and tore the pants with his face.
Feeling him becoming active, Dona also became much more enthusiastic. Through the tear on her trousers, Mark could see her red pussy dripping wet with her nectar. His tongue moved into her slit, and her torso tightened, and she pushed it towards him desperately.
