The first rays of morning sunlight filtered through the curtains of Stiles’s bedroom, casting a soft glow over their tangled, naked bodies. They had fallen asleep just like that—exhausted from hours of raw, forbidden fucking—skin sticky with dried cum, sweat, and her endless squirts. Derek’s broad, muscled arm was draped possessively over Stiles’s waist, his massive chest pressed against her back, spooning her tightly. His thick cock, semi-hard even in sleep, nestled perfectly between the plush cheeks of her juicy ass, the tip resting against her swollen pussy lips. Stiles’s massive tits rose and fell with each breath, her porcelain skin marked with faint red handprints from the night before.

Stiles stirred first, a soft whimper escaping her pink lips as she felt the familiar heat of his body. A naughty smile spread across her face. She arched her back slowly, grinding her fat ass back against his cock, feeling it twitch and harden instantly between her cheeks.