angrlina please: A Tale of Mystery, Dreams, and Adventure

Moonlight stripes the bed in “angrlina please”. She’s on her stomach, ass up, pillow between teeth. A thick vibrating wand presses hard against her clit from behind while three fingers fuck her pussy in “angrlina please”. The angle is perfect—every thrust visible, every clench recorded. She comes hard and sudden, muffling screams into the pillow, pussy visibly spasming and pushing out creamy arousal that soaks the sheets. “angrlina please” doesn’t stop; the vibe stays on high through two more shuddering orgasms until she’s a trembling, soaked mess whispering “enough… no, more” for “angrlina please”. Fade out on her collapsed, satisfied, fingers still lazily circling as “angrlina please” promises tomorrow night will be even filthier.