Noah stared at the sight of Seraleth on all fours, her back arched and her pale, Lilivilian ass thrust toward him. The blue light from the television screen washed over the curves of her body, highlighting the way her muscles tensed in anticipation. She looked back at him, her white hair falling over one shoulder, her luminous eyes wide with a mix of naive curiosity and raw, unshielded desire.
"You are staring again," Seraleth noted, her voice trembling slightly. "Is the positioning incorrect? The video suggested this was an optimal angle for deep penetration,"
Noah almost cringed at the way she said "penetration". She needed to update her lingo that was for sure. But he wouldn't tell her that now. Matter of fact, seeing her ass up in the air like that left him no room for correction.
