Zelda, the fallen angel, kneels before Preston, her worship made evident by the glistening trail of saliva dripping from her chin. She takes his thick cock deep into her mouth, her lips stretched wide, eyes watering with pleasure. Preston's hands tangle in her hair, guiding her head as she expertly bobs, her tongue flicking and swirling, leaving a wet, shining path. She moans around his length, the vibrations sending shivers through him. Zelda's enthusiasm is infectious, her hunger for his cock evident in every sloppy, passionate slurp.