The camera focuses on Sweet Angel's face as she pants heavily, her body still shaking from the powerful orgasm she just experienced. Her eyes meet Stan's, filled with desire and love. He's lying next to her, his manhood still pulsing from the release he felt.
"You amaze me," Sweet Angel whispers, tenderly running her fingers through Stan's chest hair. "Every time we make love, it feels like the first time."
"And I feel the same way about you, baby," Stan replies, his voice hoarse from passion. He pulls her close, their naked bodies entwined, and starts kissing her neck. His hands wander up her sides, tracing the delicate curves of her body.
Sweet Angel moans softly, arching her back to grant him better access. Their kisses become more desperate, more demand ing, as they tumble onto the bed, their bodies entwined in a heated embrace.
