She can't see much from here, but damn if those sounds, those curses aren't driving her imagination wild. Her fingers continue to work at Nat's pussy, teeth nipping at the inside of her thigh as she listens for those familiar grunts of pleasure. She can hear him coming undone, hear the force of his release, and the moment he's done she slips out from under Nat's legs.

Crawls onto her knees, she pulls Nat in for a kiss, long and slow, her tongue diving in to taste the salt on hers as she presses her body in for more. One hand grazing through Nat's hair, the other trails down her breast, her side, her waist, reaching around to cup a handful of her ass as their tongues toy against each other.