Edda sat on the bed, infront of Aiden, her stunning red hair cascading over her shoulders with beautiful green tips catching the light. Her voluptuous body was still clad in the exquisite sheer lavender-purple dress — delicate lace detailing, a deep plunging V-neck that normally framed her massive breasts, and a high slit that revealed her thick, creamy thighs. But her enormous, heavy breasts had been pulled free from the deep cleavage, resting heavily on her chest, nipples fully exposed.
Aiden knelt up in front of her, his massive 12-inch cock already rock-hard and glistening.
Edda looked at him with warm, affectionate eyes, a soft smile on her lips. "Young Heart…" she murmured in that calm, loving voice of hers.
