The two smiled faintly, while looking at each other for a long moment. And time seemed to stretch for an instant, as they both savored the moment, as they recovered from all that pleasure.
However, the moment of peace was interrupted when they heard footsteps approaching the tent.
Panic flickered in Davi's eyes, mirroring the surprise on Sophia's face. They scrambled to right themselves, clothes rumpled and breaths still uneven.
Sophia quickly adjusted her top, trying to clean herself out of all that cum, and to smooth out the damp patches, while Davi fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, his cheeks flushed.
Davi tiredly scrambled to find his clothes, but he ended up tripping on the leg of the small table in the middle of the tent and fell to his knees.
In the end, before either of them could achieve any semblance of order, the tent flap was thrown open, and Alexia stepped inside.
