Sophie sends Angelika over the moon

Angelika has it all—dark eyes that cut straight to the bone, dark hair spilling across the pillow, and a body built for filthy attention. Sophie can’t keep her hands off her. Tongues and fingers work in greedy rhythm, wet sounds and quickened breaths filling the air until both of them break apart, gasping and shuddering, lost in the slick, raw pleasure of each other.