Hardcore angel

She looks like heaven misplaced one of its own. Blonde hair, tight little body, Blue Angel walks into frame like innocence dressed for sin. First time a cock is waiting for her on camera, and she knows exactly where it belongs. She drops to her knees without hesitation. Takes him in both hands, studies the weight, then slides her mouth down until her lips meet her fingers. Slow at first, then deeper, wetter, until spit runs down his shaft and drips off her chin. She keeps her eyes up, innocent but hungry, like she’s learning how good it feels to be bad. He pulls her up and bends her over. Blonde hair spills across her back as he pushes inside. She moans loud, surprised at how full she feels, then rocks back to meet every thrust. The camera catches every angle—her tight ass gripping him, her mouth open, the way her fingers claw at the sheets when he drives harder. He flips her onto her back and fucks her harder still. Legs spread wide, knees to her shoulders, she takes every inch until her whole body shakes. When he’s close she drops to her knees again, opens wide, and lets him paint her tongue white. She swallows without blinking, licks the last drop from her lip, and smiles like a fallen angel who’s never looking back.