The room was dimly lit, illuminated only by the flickering flames of a few candles. Nalgona lay on the bed, her heart racing as she waited for him to undress. He was tall, dark, and handsome - everything she had ever desired. Slowly, he peeled off his clothes, revealing his muscular frame and the impressive bulge in his pants. She gulped nervously and reached out to touch it, her fingers wrapping around his hardness. He groaned softly, his eyes closing in pleasure.
Nalgona moved up the bed, crawling towards him on her hands and knees, her breasts swaying gently beneath her. She gazed up at him, her eyes filled with desire and anticipation. He reached down, running his fingers through her long, black hair, before gently guiding her head towards his engorged manhood.
