Wes’s POV
Mish looks over to me as if I’ve hung the moon and after my failure today it’s hard to feel I live up to that.
My thumb strokes softly across her cheek as her breaths even out beside me. Her skin alight with a post orgasm glow I personally think she should wear constantly.
Mish soon leans in, her lips pressing against mine. Softly at first before leaning closer, pressing harder.
Mish somehow maneuvers herself to sit astride my stomach, her kiss breaking as she groans before laughing down at her stomach.
I smile, shuffling her down before sitting up to meet her lips once more.
Mish’s tongue tangles with mine as my di*k grows impossibly bigger beneath her.
“Mmmmm” Mish moans into the kiss, her hands gripping, pulling, making sure my body stays tightly against hers.
I move t
