In the dimly lit bedroom, Agatha Vega stood before him in all her glory, clad in sexy lingerie that hugged her curves. Her eyes locked onto his, filled with desire and anticipation. He slowly undressed her, his fingers tracing the lace of her bra and the delicate fabric of her panties. Her breath hitched as he removed each piece, revealing her perfect body.
He then climbed onto the bed, propping himself up on one elbow as she crawled towards him. Their bodies met in a tender embrace, his hands exploring every inch of her smooth skin. He trailed kisses down her neck and chest, making his way towards her breasts. He gently cupped them in his hands, teasing her nipples with his thumbs as he looked into her eyes.
Agatha moaned softly, arching Agatha moaned softly, arching her back in ecstasy as the waves of pleasure washed over her.
