Jezebel lays back against the sheets as she stares up at Hanson with half-lidded eyes and lazily runs her slender pink tongue across her soft, but swollen lips, the prize for a job well done. Jezebel, being the seductress that she is, runs a slender finger around her nipple before gently trailing her finger down the center of her breasts to her navel. She eyes Hanson as if she is a huntress on the prowl as her wild mane of chocolate brown locks fan out against the backdrop of pillows. Her silver eyes shimmer with mischief within their almond shapes and a promise of more debauchery. Her leg is bent at the knee and is showing a marvelous view of her glistening caramel brown clitoris as she beckons him with a smile. Her caramel skin glistens with sweat from the previous sex marathon, but as always, she is ready for more. Her long delicate finger enters her mouth and slowly pops free as a moan of ecstasy escapes from Hanson’s parted lips as he stands there and stares at her