Caius let his hand run across the smoothness of Anne's delectable looking and feeling ass, and then his hand went down until he was grabbing the hem of her skirt and lifting it.
Soon, he had it at her waist and her panty-covered ass was for his eyes to feast on. Oh and how they fed. He looked hungry with the intensity of his stare and the way his hand touched the small piece of underwear that was insignificant to the ampleness it was supposed to hold.
Anne moaned at his touch and spread her legs apart which allowed Caius's roaming hand to dip lower until he was touching that wet mound of hers. Having explored it quite well already with his fingers, Caius didn't linger here. Instead, he pulled the panties down going low as he did, so he could stick his face into the two large asscheeks and let their smooth, firm, and jiggling wonder grab at the sides of his head while he nuzzled at the wetness of her pussy.
