With Eleanor - 1

While he stood there with the cool wind blowing through his hair, Asher couldn't help but admire how erotic Eleanor looked as she knelt on the soft grass and stared at him with passion.

When she was done cleaning his cock thoroughly with her tongue, she used her spirit essence to clean her mouth.

"It tastes so good...." she confessed as her face flushed pink.

Asher gave a small chuckle and pulled her to her feet before planting a kiss on her lips. "Glad you enjoy it."

Eleanor blushed even more at his words. But before she could respond, he pulled her onto his lap. She sat comfortably on his crotch as he grabbed her ass cheeks.

She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her breasts against his broad chest and rubbing her lower body against his, which caused his erect member to poke her inner thigh.

"Are you ready?" He inquired, staring at her face with a lustful expression.