POV Play-along

Angelik Duval stands at the edge of the bed with a wicked little smirk. She's all curves packed into five-foot-four, brown hair swinging at her shoulders. You grab her hips and she laughs, already shrugging off that flimsy tank top like it's a dare. Her bra goes next, straps sliding down quick, tits out and perky, nipples tight from the cool air. You drop to your knees and yank her skirt down. Nothing underneath. She kicks the fabric away and spreads her legs just enough for you to see everything: smooth pussy already slick, the kind of wet that catches the light.