"I'm starting to think you did all of that on purpose…"
"Hehe, who knows."
Mark didn't say anything. He simply leaned toward her again and kissed her once more.
It was a slower, calmer kiss than the previous one, but no less intense for it.
Ely settled over him, wrapping her arms around his neck, while Mark placed a hand on her back and drew her a little closer.
They stayed like that for a few seconds, until Ely broke the kiss and slowly pulled away.
Then she rose slightly on her knees and began removing her top, exposing her breasts right in front of her Master's face.
Mark stared at them for a moment, feeling his cock starting to harden.
"You're fucking beautiful…" he murmured as he placed his hands on those tits.
Ely's breasts were heavy, soft, and round, with nipples that were already hard and a light pink that contrasted with the paleness of her skin.
Then, without warning, he buried his face between those huge breasts. This made her let out a low, trembling moan.
