It didn’t take long for a connection to form. Moderate flirtations led to their exit from festivities of the inebriated.

A kiss here, a fondle there.

“I’m full of surprises,” she warned.

Garments slunk from their vessels to the rocky floor and deeper entanglements ensued.

Nibbles, grinds, swears, and thrusts secured mutual explosions.

Post orgasm and still on all fours, her luscious bottom was plastered with his enjoyment. However, his eyes bulged at her steadily decaying form.

“I told you,” she sniffled.

“That ass hasn’t decayed though.”

Her emaciated face stretched into a grin.

“Again baby?” she whispered.

“Yes beautiful…again."