In the dimly lit room, Ricaa, wearing a silk nightgown, stood before her partner. Her hair fell loosely over her shoulder as she looked into his eyes, her expression filled with anticipation and desire. He undid the ties of her gown, revealing the lacy black lingerie underneath.
With gentle hands, he caressed her soft skin, tracing patterns on her stomach and down to her thighs. His touch ignited a fire within her as she moaned softly, arching her back to meet his touch.
As he knelt before her, she reached down to unfasten his pants, freeing his erect cock. She wrapped her hand around him, feeling his heat through the fabric as she guided him towards her wet folds.
With slow, steady strokes, they both lost themselves in the moment, their breaths heavy and laboured as they approached the inevitable peak of pleasure.
