Evilangel
Alana Cruise, Mark Wood Pic(s)
The room was bathed in the soft glow of twilight, casting long shadows that danced across her skin like silent admirers. Her breath hitched as skilled hands traced the curve of her spine, descending lower with deliberate slowness. A single bead of sweat traced the valley between her shoulder blades, shimmering in the fading light. Fingers, slick with anticipation, began to explore the tight furl of her most forbidden entrance, coaxing it to yield. She arched her back, a low moan escaping her lips as the tension gave way to gradual surrender. The sensation of being filled was overwhelming, a slow burn that spread through her entire being like liquid fire. Every nerve ending sang in unison, vibrating with the rhythm of this intimate invasion. Her world narrowed to this singular point of connection, where pleasure and vulnerability intertwined in perfect harmony. Finally, warmth flooded her depths, a thick release that sealed this moment of complete and utter abandon.
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