Mick beth nude - Hunger

Kissing his way along her neck and collarbone he deftly moved his way back up to her lips before plunging his tongue into her open mouth.

They lay like that for a few minutes, regaining their composure, and soon enough, just as Mick had predicted, Beth fell asleep.

Standing, not bothering to put clothes on, she yawned and made her way out of the room and down the stairs, following her nose, to her awaiting meal.

She could almost see Mick under her simply through the smell of the salty sweat covering his body in a thin sheen, and she could almost make out his form from the sound waves emitting from him that she could swear she could see through lidded eyes.

She smiled when she saw it, sitting there on the counter, looking even more delicious then it smelled.

She could feel the change in air temperature as his hand came towards her breast, before his rough hand made contact, the anticipation of the touch making it feel all the more wonderful.