... Geez. If you say it like that, it's embarrassing.

[Angela's actually pouting, back up at her love. She's still got a bit of a baby face, even at her age - with her cheeks puffed out, she looks positively adorable.

It's hard for her to put too long, though, with Pukin's hands at her breasts, groping and playing at them, making her squirm with every proper grope. She's always sensitive to Pukin's fingers, her weighty chest an easy way to make her moan, whine with need. Her long blonde locks glide along the bed as tilts her hips, arches her back.]

Don't just say it... you're making me all wet, babe...

[Her hips squirm, and then she ducks her eyes away, nervous.]

Uh. I kind of wanted to do it this morning, too. But I thought I should get my work done, first...