Dark desires

Angel leans into the dim light, her body a study in calculated temptation. She teases her slit first, two fingers sliding over slick folds, circling her clit until her hips begin to lift off the sheets. The black lace lingerie clings to her curves, straps digging into pale skin, a final barrier she peels away. When the first toy pushes between her cheeks she exhales through clenched teeth, hips rolling to take it deeper. The second toy follows, filling her cunt, and she works both in alternating strokes, her moans sharpening as she drives herself open. The rhythm turns brutal, thighs trembling, every thrust pushing her closer. She arches, cries out, and comes hard, muscles pulsing around the twin intrusions while her free hand grips the sheets like a lifeline.