Farewell Work, Hello Pleasure

Angelica Heart gets home aching for it. Work still humming in her bones, she doesn’t wait. One call, and Raul Costa steps in like he knows exactly why he’s there. She turns, drops her skirt, and offers him that round, firm ass without a single wasted word. He spreads her, fingers sliding between her thighs first—slow, then deeper, coaxing her open. When she’s slick and ready, he presses in, every inch claiming her. She pushes back, greedy, taking him until there’s nothing left between them but heat and the slap of skin. He works her harder, fingers still circling her clit, and she comes with her cheek pressed to the mattress, breath ragged, ass still full of him.