‘A night of passion would be Hytham whispering words of encouragement near my ear with soft nips along my ear lobe that eventually trails down to my neck. Followed quickly by Aya placing light kisses on my thighs – halting dangerously close to my wet cunt before her face suddenly disappears between my legs. My soft pants are enough for Hytham to settle himself behind me as I feel his lips kiss between my shoulder blades when I begin to feel completely undone by Aya’s tongue and his mannerisms.’