Writhing a little on the bed as Peter explores her body Carly cannot help but watch his body, admiring every inch of him from his muscled shoulders and thighs to the rigid cock between his legs.  Gods he looked good.  His hands sending little tendrils of desire through her core.  Running her small hands along his shoulders and arms, she closed her eyes focusing completely on the sensations as his fingers pleasured her warm wet folds, the lips of her pussy swollen and her clit engorged with desire.  A light dusting of glitter sparking in her dark hair splayed out on the bed.