Angel Young wakes up in the best of moods - hands running down her perfect body to play with her already wet pussy after a night of raunchy dreams. But stroking her clit, sliding fingers in and out - She wants more. She needs more! She grabs a hairbrush, no good. Orders a realistic dildo... Nope! But that delivery guy has been looking fine, bright vest covering up his fit body. Maybe if Angel Youngs got an eager guy crawling over her, groping her bouncy tits, nibbling at her neck, squeezing at her butt as he moans in pleasure... That might be enough to get her where she needs to go. But first, a wardrobe change and a trail of naughty notes to entice him in...