[He'd have a more flippant and witty response if he weren't so busy staring at the way she's wiggling her ass. And a few seconds later, forget staring, because he's getting himself lined up just right to push into her, slowly at first, and then harder and a little more insistently once he realizes how damn good she feels. It's not like he forgets, exactly, how perfect she feels when he's inside of her like this, but thinking and reminiscing about it could never be even a tenth as good as actually experiencing it.]
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[He'd have a more flippant and witty response if he weren't so busy staring at the way she's wiggling her ass. And a few seconds later, forget staring, because he's getting himself lined up just right to push into her, slowly at first, and then harder and a little more insistently once he realizes how damn good she feels. It's not like he forgets, exactly, how perfect she feels when he's inside of her like this, but thinking and reminiscing about it could never be even a tenth as good as actually experiencing it.]
God, Ange...