There's almost nothing as too rough with her. She likes it right on the edge of pain and pleasure, feeling her hips ache an hour later, the next day, that well and thoroughly fucked feeling. Angela knows she's not going to get the full treatment here, but with the way he's pounding into her, back up along the wall, the party still raging on behind him, she doesn't even mind.

She chuckles at how he still can't keep his mouth shut even at a time like this and it's likewise for her. It just feels too good to stay quiet and biting her own lip isn't going to help much longer. Dropping her head against his shoulder, pressing her mouth to his throat at least muffles each and every moan driven out of her.