Zafron covered Matilda with a blanket as she lay on the couch, her mouth slightly open, breathing heavily, spent from her orgasm.
Mara grabbed Zafron's cock with her hand, tugging on it to lead him over to an armchair. Zafron eagerly complied, not that he had a choice, with her firm grip around his shaft. She climbed up on the chair, kneeling on the seat, her ass thrust backwards as she leaned over the back of the chair resting on her forearms.
Zafron gazed lustfully on her upturned ass, her firm cheeks framing her bulging rear pussy and puckered asshole which was wet and glistening from a combination of Zafron's saliva from the ass eating he had administered, as well as pussy juice and cum.
Mara reached back and guided his cock. She rubbed his penis head in a vertical motion against her swollen, wet pussy lips, transferring some of the slippery mess until it was well lubed. His penis throbbed in anticipation, fully erect and ready for another round.
