Lustful times

Black Angelika has the kind of body that stops a man cold. Full hips, thick thighs, and tits that sway heavy when she leans in to work a cock with her mouth. She knows what she wants and takes her time getting it. Her lips stretch around the shaft, tongue flicking underneath before she sinks lower, throat opening, spit running down to her chin. She pulls back to smile, strings of saliva still connecting her to the glistening head, then dives again. When she turns around, her ass fills the frame—round, firm, perfect for gripping. She spreads her cheeks, shows the wet pink between them, then sinks down and takes every inch. Her breasts bounce with each thrust, nipples tight. He pulls out at the last second, strokes once, twice, and paints her face in thick, white streaks that drip from her cheek to her lips. She licks what she can reach, eyes half-lidded, hungry for the rest. Later she’s on her back, legs spread wide. He slides back inside, fucks her slow and deep until he comes again, this time buried to the hilt. Cum leaks out around his cock, thick and warm, and she smiles like she’s been given a gift.