the angel and the dog (гет)

“I love you,” he spoke softly into her curls, breathing her in, breathing her out.
Her hips swiveled against his clothed manhood, erect and heavy against his stomach, in such a manner that had him wondering just how she learned something so crude. “I love you too,” she panted out, breathless, enjoying herself immensely.
Who was he to take away her fun?
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No Ai November day eight: first time