[And back down she goes, him against her tongue, sliding into her throat. The only thing different now is that the palm of her hand, the one that disappeared earlier is against his balls. Her fingers curl in slowly, gently, maybe a little bit hesitantly, and brushes over the puckered hole she knows is there.
Angela's prepared for any and all reactions to an obvious line she's pushing.]
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[And back down she goes, him against her tongue, sliding into her throat. The only thing different now is that the palm of her hand, the one that disappeared earlier is against his balls. Her fingers curl in slowly, gently, maybe a little bit hesitantly, and brushes over the puckered hole she knows is there.
Angela's prepared for any and all reactions to an obvious line she's pushing.]