Amelie's neighbor, a strapping man with a perpetual five o'clock shadow, arrives for tea, unaware of the lustful welcome awaiting him. As they sit, Amelie's eyes gleam with mischief, her legs crossing and uncrossing, teasing him with glimpses of her lacy panties. She leans in, her voice a sultry purr, "I've been a bad girl, thinking about you." His cock hardens, and Amelie, undeterred, unzips his pants, taking his rigid length into her warm, willing mouth, her eyes locked onto his as she sucks him deep.