Phei did not put Melissa down until the bed took both of them.
She stayed wrapped around Phei the whole way, her mouth open under his, wet skin sliding against wet skin. When her back met the sheets, she kept him with her; her arms rounded his neck and her thighs were already opening, the full weight of her breasts and the warm swell of her womb pressed up into him as if she refused to let even air come between them.
Phei braced over Melissa and kissed her again before he did anything else; softly!
His mouth moved on hers until her breath went uneven, until her fingers found the back of his hair and held.
Only then did he let the heavy length of his dick settle between her thighs.
The flushed head of Phei alone was enough to part Melissa.
