What else would two naked and horny twenty year-olds do?

You both climb back into her bed and, laying on your sides, kiss and explore each other’s bodies. You can feel the passion growing more feverish as Anna-Bell’s desire is translated through her kissing.

Her hand on the back of your head firmly holds your mouths together while your tongues probe and massage each other. She delicately traces the fingers of her other hand up and down your spine, each time pausing briefly at your tail bone before ascending again, causing your skin to break out in gooseflesh. She drapes her leg over your hip and presses her perky little tits against your chest, as though she would like nothing more than to just merge with you into one being.

She moans softly into your mouth as you glide your hand up and down the smooth skin of her thigh, pausing occasionally to squeeze and knead her firm and supple buttock. your other hand cradles the back of her head, your fingertips gently massaging her scalp through her silky hair.

Aeriel seems content to let things move at their current pace. Aside from some soft words of encouragement, she more or less leaves you to enjoy your time with Anna-Bell, offering neither instruction nor correction.

“I… want… you… inside… me…”, Anna-Bell says breathily, punctuating each word with a deep kiss.

Needing no further prompting, you roll her onto her back, planting your hands and knees in the mattress as she wraps her arms and legs around you. Reaching down, you guide the head of your engorged cock to her wet and inviting entrance.

Pausing, you break the kiss and gaze deeply into her dazzling amber eyes. Smiling warmly, she nods slightly and tightens her legs around your waist, urging you forward.

As the tip of your erect penis crosses her threshold, you both let out a sigh of shared pleasure. Removing your hand, you slowly thrust your hips forward, gently inserting more of your manhood into her hot depths.

Anna-Bell moans softly as you slowly fill her tight and slick love tunnel, inch by blessed inch. Finally, your pelvis meets hers and she lets out a long, quavering breath. You both lay motionless, save for the slight rise and fall of your chests with your increased respiration and your lips lightly brushing together with tender kisses. The only sound is your soft breathing, no words being necessary all communication in this moment is through eye contact, a breath, a brush of the lips… this moment of your initial coupling being so splendid, so sacred. This is completely different from when you fucked Professor Dove… because that was just raw, lustful fucking. This… this is something else altogether, both of you completely attuned to one another.

The velvety walls of her private chamber tightly caress every inch of your hard member. Being plunged so deep inside of her exquisite womanhood, you can feel every beat of her heart through her soft inner flesh… and she yours. Her entrancing eyes sparkle with delight, her beautiful complexion is made even more lovely with the flush of her arousal. The smell of her musk fills your nostrils and stokes your flames of passion. The taste of her lips is so enticing that, if you somehow manage to separate yourself from them, you are sure to return to them before long.

Then, you both feel it. That moment when your hearts beat as one… the wordless command that you both heed at once.

You slowly withdraw from her clenching interior as she tightens her grip with her arms and legs… just enough to provide a little resistance. You pull out about half way before sheathing yourself in her again.

Anna-Bell raises her hips to meet you and you both groan in ecstasy. You repeat this a number of times, each thrust and subsequent retreat feeling better than the last.

Gradually, you find a slow and steady rhythm that feels incredible to you both. Anna-Bell pulls you in with every thrust… not for ****, but for depth, and so you invariably grind against her clit.

Her bedroom is filled with the sounds of your love making… the soft wet slap of flesh, the long moans and grunts of gratification… broken by panting and gasps on particularly pleasurable thrusts.

You have stopped kissing for the moment. Instead, you now have your face buried in her neck… Kissing and nibbling. She is stroking the back of your head fondly, her other hand digging its nails into your shoulder. Her eyes are closed and her Face is a mask of sheer ecstasy.

Her moans slowly start turning into words in between gasps.

“Y-y-yes…! G-g-gods y-y-yes…! I-I-I’m g-g-going to c-c-cum…!”

She begins moaning your name over and over, which spurs you further toward your own impending orgasm.

You pull away from her neck and reattach your lips to hers. She hungrily accepts your tongue into her mouth. Your thrusts have now turned to deep, shallow strokes, she grinding against you hard, both trying to push each other over the finish line.

Anna-Bell tenses, moaning loudly and deeply into your mouth. She squeezes her legs tightly, drawing you fully into her as her tight walls convulse and spasm around you… letting loose a torrent of her feminine juices. She digs her nails into your back as her orgasm racks her body. This might have been painful if not for the flood of endorphins that accompany your own climax that crests at almost that same moment. Instead, the gouging only intensifies the already monumental paroxysm.

As Anna-Bell pulls you in and inundates your cock with her fluids, you instinctively push deeper. Holding there, you cry out into her mouth… your moans mingling like a harmonious chorus. Your dick twitches and spurts forth load after load of your seed deep into the innermost recesses of her womb. You lose count of the number of times your testicles contract, forcing more of your jizz out of your tip into her drenched pussy. Your combined fluids flow around your member, seeping out of her vagina to be absorbed by her sheets.

You collapse atop her, your dick still tucked inside of her quivering hole.. She strokes your hair lovingly and plants tender kisses along your hairline and temple.

After you cattch your breath, you prop yourself back up onto your hands and knees and begin showering her face with kisses. She giggles at this and tries to do the same. The ensuing kiss fight lasts for a few minutes, with no apparent winner.

Finally, you slide off of her and lay on your back. She automatically cuddles up to you, wrapping her leg over your waist and resting her head on your chest. You stroke her shoulder and her hair as you both lay cuddled together in your pleasant afterglow.