Under the pretense of sleep, Stepan lifts the blanket, revealing Vlasa's naked form. Her scent intoxicates, and he can't resist the allure of her pussy, mere inches from his face. Gently parting her lips, he tastes her, his tongue lapping at her wetness. Vlasa jolts, then relaxes, her body responding to his ministrations. He focuses on her clit, feeling it swell, before driving her to a shuddering orgasm, her juices coating his tongue as she struggles to remain silent.