Her head rests on his chest. She likes playing with his orange hairs, sometimes pulling a bit more to annoy him. Then she kisses him on the same spot. The light comes in between the curtains and his skin glows with lots of tiny ginger sparks. His right hand on her lower back, it feels sensual. His left hand has fallen on her cheek and he rubs it lazily with his thumb. Her fingers walk and play, taking slow steps from his belly to his chin. She elevates herself a little bit and finds his lips with hers.















