[She can't make out what he replies with, but she suspect it's something smartassed as usual. Angela's not going to bother asking him to repeat himself since it's not truly important and it would require him to stop what he's doing to her neck. That's not happening. What is though is her spreading her thighs apart, giving him more room to play with if he wishes and damn does she hope he wishes, even if being in the literal driver's seat this time is difficult.]
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