The moon lit up the deserted beach. I was holding Manaia, feeling her rapid breathing on my chest.
"Manaia… tonight you're mine," I whispered in her ear.
She arched her back, her eyes shining with desire. Her curves barely covered by the tribal skin blouse and skirt were impossible to ignore. Her big round tits and firm ass made the tension between us spike.
My hands slid slowly over her thighs. I unhooked her skin blouse, letting it fall to the ground. Her huge tits were exposed, held only by a tiny tribal bra.
"Jax… don't look at me like that," she whispered, biting her lip.
My lips went down to her neck and then to her tits. I caressed and bit them. Her nipples hardened under my mouth.
"Ahhh… Jax…" she moaned, arching her back and looking into my eyes. "You make me feel incredible."
I slid my fingers down to her skin skirt and gently pulled it off. Her tribal panties fell to the floor, leaving her pink pussy exposed, dark hair framing her perfectly.
