Hours blurred into a thick haze of heat and sweat.
Treesa's face lay glazed in a white cum mask, her asshole still twitching and leaking thick ropes while her pussy dripped the same mess down her thighs.
She remained sprawled on the bed in missionary, legs parted wide, his cock resting against her lips as she sucked it clean.
*Pat~ Pat~ pat~*
Daniel tapped his shaft against her cheeks, brushing her cheeks, while she smiled up at him.
"It's already sunset, Aunt. You have your meeting, remember?"
"Oh, right. I should wash myself." She pushed herself up onto trembling feet, legs still shaking from the aftershocks.
From the cupboard she pulled a towel, then stood before the mirror and cleaned the remnants of cum from her face, tracing the streaks with her finger and licking them clean. Not wasting a single drop.
In the meantime, Daniel pulled on his clothes and dressed before marching forward to her and wrapping his arms around her warm, naked body.
