**Chapter 21: Intimate Appreciation**

As they lay there, still entwined in each other's arms, Mario and Peach couldn't help but gaze at each other's naked bodies, their faces flushed with pleasure and admiration. They slowly began to untangle themselves, their eyes never leaving each other's skin. Mario's gaze drifted to Peach's breasts, her nipples still erect and inviting. He gently reached out and cupped her breasts in his hands, admiring their fullness and roundness. Peach smiled, her eyes closing in bliss as Mario's fingers circled her nipples, sending shivers down her spine. Peach's eyes, on the other hand, were fixed on Mario's penis, still semi-erect and impressive. She reached out and gently wrapped her hand around it, feeling its thickness and length. Mario's eyes met hers, and he smiled, his face flushed with pleasure. "Your body is incredible," Mario whispered, his eyes roaming over Peach's skin. "Your breasts, your vagina, your butt... everything is just perfect." Peach blushed, her eyes dropping to Mario's lower body. "Your body is pretty amazing too," she said, her voice husky. "Your penis, your balls, your butt... I love every inch of you." Mario chuckled, his eyes locked on Peach's. "I'm glad you like," he said, his voice low and sexy. "I have to say, your vagina is one of my favorite things about you. So beautiful, so inviting..." Peach's eyes fluttered closed, her face heating up with pleasure. "You're making me blush," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Mario smiled, his eyes never leaving hers. "I want to see your butt," he said, his voice low and husky. "Can I turn you over and take a look?" Peach nodded, her eyes still closed. Mario gently rolled her over, his eyes feasting on her bare buttocks. He admired their roundness and fullness, his fingers itching to touch and explore. Meanwhile, Peach had turned her attention to Mario's butt, her eyes admiring its firmness and shape. She reached out and gently squeezed it, her fingers digging into his skin. Mario groaned, his eyes closing in pleasure. "I love that," he whispered, his voice husky. As they lay there, admiring each other's naked bodies, Mario and Peach both knew that they had reached a new level of intimacy. They were no longer just lovers; they were soulmates, connected on a deep and primal level. Their gazes met, and they both smiled, their faces flushed with pleasure and love. They knew that they would never be able to look at each other the same way again, that their love had changed them forever.