[Usually, her shirt is the first thing to go, but she's slower about that. Maybe she should rethink this? Oh, to hell with it. She gets his pants undone and pulls him out through the fabric of his boxers. Fondling him, she leans over and growls against the archangel's ear.]
In the mood for taking a little...control? Because I think I wanna be bent over...
[And that way, he only has to yank down her leggings and see her back.]
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In the mood for taking a little...control? Because I think I wanna be bent over...
[And that way, he only has to yank down her leggings and see her back.]