I see an Angel upon the cliff top, looking out upon the bay. Her silhouette is shapely curved against the backdrop of the water beyond.

I can’t help but approach from behind, allowing my hands to wander across her beautiful form. Reaching under her blouse I feel the softness of her breasts, before teasing her pebble-like nipples.

Her seraphic sighs encourage me to move closer, rubbing my growing hardness against her sweet cheeks. Our heads turn, lips meeting in wonderous ecstasy. My fingers continue south, delving into her warm, celestial, inner sanctuary.

Before long, my Angel sings her heavenly praises.