The filthy kiss finally broke.
Both of them were breathing hard, lips shiny with saliva, a thin strand of it still connecting their lower lips before it snapped. Haruto pulled back slightly, his chest heaving, his thick cock still rock-hard and pressed against Jennifer's soft stomach.
Jennifer didn't waste any time. She pushed him gently but firmly onto his back on the futon, then climbed over him. She straddled his chest, her heavy breasts hanging forward, nipples stiff and dark. She lay down fully on top of him, her body covering his completely, her face pressed into the side of his neck.
Haruto's arms wrapped around her waist immediately, pulling her closer.
For a long moment they just lay there, skin to skin, the morning light painting their naked bodies in soft gold. Jennifer's heavy breasts squished softly against his chest. Her soft belly rested on his stomach. Her thick thighs pressed against his hips. The warmth of their bodies filled the small space between them.
