Athena led Trent to the bed, holding his palm.
She sat down at the edge while Trent stood, watching her undress. He noticed her stomach was slightly inflated, visible even beneath her top, from the pound of cum she had swallowed.
With a naughty smirk, Athena slid down her loose cloth, revealing her smooth, fair legs. She was about to remove her top when Trent intervened. "Leave the top," he commanded, his hands on his waist, his cock poking out.
Athena obliged, remaining in her top as she looked up at Trent, who had shed everything from Midnight Commander. He stood before her in his masculine magnificence. Athena petted his massive cock, her fingers brushing the thick shaft as she stared at his tight abs. She gave the tip a kiss and a gentle stroke before swimming deeper into the big, princess bed.
"What position do you want, Mr. Nightingale?" she asked, her naked legs together.