After a few more strokes of her soft, heavy tits around his cock, Nyx pulled back with a sultry smile. She gently pushed Lucas backward until he was lying flat on the bed, then climbed on top of him, straddling his waist.
Their mouths met in a deep, hungry kiss. Nyx's tongue slipped into his mouth, dancing with his as she moaned softly. One of her hands reached down between their bodies, wrapping around his thick, throbbing cock. She began stroking him slowly but firmly, her grip slick from her saliva and his precum, pumping him with long, teasing movements. At the same time, Lucas slid his hand between her thighs. His fingers found her swollen, dripping clit and started rubbing it in slow, gentle circles.
Nyx gasped into his mouth, the sound turning into a needy moan as pleasure shot through her."Mmmph…" she whimpered against his lips, her hips twitching involuntarily at his touch. Her stroking grew a little faster, matching the rhythm of his fingers on her clit.
