Angel, wearing nothing but a black lacy bra and matching panties, slowly descends the stairs towards the living room. She pauses at the bottom, giving her hips a slight sway as she catches her breath. A mischievous smile crosses her lips as she sees you on the couch, your gaze fixed on her.
Without saying a word, she climbs onto the couch and straddles you, her soft thighs pressing against your hardening cock. She leans forward, her breasts brushing against your chest as she reaches for the button of your jeans.
You help her slide them down, freeing your cock from its confines. She gasps softly as she wraps her small hand around it, giving it a few gentle strokes. Then, without warning, she lowers herself onto your hard length, taking you deep inside her with a mo an groaning, "Oh fuck, yes."
