Nessa, dressed in a thin, sheer nightgown that revealed her youthful curves, tiptoed onto the old wooden porch of the plantation. She gazed at the stars in the sky as she ran her fingers along the rough edge of the railing, her soft moans echoing in the stillness of the night. Suddenly sensing someone's presence, she turned to face a mysterious figure hiding in the shadows. As he stepped forward, his hardened member visibly poking out of his trousers, Nessa's heart raced with anticipation. "I thought I heard someone calling for me...," she whispered seductively, taking slow, seductive steps towards him. The tension between them escalated as they drew closer, their bodies mere inches apart. Nessa's nightgown slipped from her shoulder, revealing her smooth, creamy skin and hardening nipples under the soft glow of the moonlight.
