Her eyes watch his face for a reaction when he guides her legs apart, aware that Anna's grooming and pampering have left a noticeable change in the dense curls around her folds, leaving a lot more visible without her needing to be touched.

"I think," she draws the last word out as she lifts her hips and presses herself to him. "I want you to make me cum with your cock again, like that first morning." Her face flushes, both from the memory and the thought of feeling him like that again, teasing her from behind. That they didn't give in that day was still something, and that they're going to now is beyond exciting, enough to make her shiver, and press against him needily.