[ It seems to finally defeat her - and she sighs, going obedient as the shirt goes over her head. Holds still for it, letting her tug it down her body and squirming somewhat helpfully as stockings come undone.
She might just be pouting though. ]
Yeah... [ it isn't the kind of warm she had been aiming for, that was for sure. As soon as she's done, Angel flops back onto her back. Lifting her hips to tug her skirt off for herself. Flinging it away somewhere into the corner of the room.
Nope, she's definitely pouting. Her final revenge no doubt would be the mess of make-up she's going to leave on Parker's pillow by the time it's morning. ]
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She might just be pouting though. ]
Yeah... [ it isn't the kind of warm she had been aiming for, that was for sure. As soon as she's done, Angel flops back onto her back. Lifting her hips to tug her skirt off for herself. Flinging it away somewhere into the corner of the room.
Nope, she's definitely pouting. Her final revenge no doubt would be the mess of make-up she's going to leave on Parker's pillow by the time it's morning. ]