Nicole Vice

The blonde Nicole Vice was wearing a floral-patterned tight vest and a pair of ultra-short denim hot pants. She stood behind the sofa and stared at the man sitting on the sofa reading a book. Her slender legs were naked and she was wearing a pair of white sandals. Her breasts were plump and firm, and they looked even more attractive under the tight vest. Her waist is slender, her hips are round, and her whole body exudes the charm of a mature woman. She walked to the sofa, bent down, put her hands on the man's shoulders, and then slowly stroked his neck. The man's whole body warmed up under her touch. He closed the book and turned to look at her. Her eyes sparkled with desire and she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. The man couldn't control his desire anymore. He hugged her into his arms and kissed her. Her tongue tangled in his mouth, her body pressed against his. They kissed passionately until both of them were breathless. The man let go of her, looked at her red and swollen lips, and kissed her again. This time, their kiss was more intense, wilder. They were tearing at each other's clothes, eager to be together. They finally fell on the sofa, the man pressing on her, his hands roaming her body, stroking her smooth skin. Her body moaned beneath him and she wanted more. He entered her and she let out a moan, her body tensing. He began to thrust inside her, her body swaying in time with his rhythm. They made love passionately until they were both exhausted. They hugged each other and fell asleep. In their sleep, they were still recalling the beauty just now.