A deep, guttural groan erupted from Siv’s chest and over, across, her tongue and lips. Both of her hands clenched the top-sides of Kei’s head; what Siv could still make out from under and between her mocha dark thighs. “Right,” Siv’s voice hitched in her throat, “t-th-here!” A breath, almost less, as bolts of pleasure, lightning-like, lanced across her body. Tugging, hard, at each fistful of hair, Siv ground her soaking wet cunt across Kei’s lips, nose, cheeks, and chin; smearing her molten ambrosia all across the youth’s face.<br/><br/>Sweat glistened across Siv’s milky dark skin. Each minute rivulet or bead sparkling sparking a kaleidoscopic menagerie of colorful, city lights. Behind her, the prismatic expanse of New Hong Kong, provided by the single wall-sized window, provided ample illumination to see each delicate curve of Siv’s perfectly crafted body as she writhed in hypnotic bliss. The polychromatic radiance spilling across her naked figure and igniting her myriad of, mural-like, tattoos. Pure, white sheets had been thrown aside to pool at the edges of the singular king-sized bed, set in the middle of the bedroom. The other walls, black and featureless; as were the floor and ceiling.<br/><br/>Tossing her head back, “f-u-uck-k!” Siv moaned, thighs quaking as her orgasm encroached closer, threatening to overwhelm her. Then, another, deeper, lustier, groan tore from free from her chest; at the crescendo of which culminating in a sudden, powerful, spurt of cum and fluids from her cunt. Followed, almost immediately, by another. And another. As her climax washed over her, echoed and reverberated, Siv’s thighs squeezed Kei’s head harder, tighter. Smoothing.<br/><br/>As Siv’s orgasm waned, so, too, did her vice-like hold of Kei’s silken locks; thighs, too. Giving her a chance to actually breathe after what had been more than several moments. Perhaps, even, minutes. Certainly long enough to inspire concern. Until, gradually, she’d all but let go entirely. Chest heaving for breath, Siv lifted herself off Kei’s face, swing up legs apart, and flopped onto her back, into the collection of feather-soft pillows. Eyes closed, nipples still erect from stimulation, Siv allowed herself to relax and bask in the iridescent fire provided by the unrestricted city view.<br/><br/>"I can do this all night, Rookie," Siv taunted after a few moments of sucking down the cold, crisp air. "You going to keep running that cute little mouth of yours?" A grin twitched at the edges of Siv's lips as she chuckled.