But I really want Angela...

"Okay," you agree, "but couldn't you at least take my clothes off for me?"

Angels puts her hand on her hip, rolls her eyes, then walks over to you and begins removing your shirt. You take the opportunity to grab her ass cheeks and pluck at her lace thong.

"So naughty," she teases.

Then she sinks to her knees and removes your shoes, placing them to the side. As she begins tugging at your sweatpants, you brush her hair out of her face, causing her to look up at you. She's still pulling your pants down, your cock will be free any second, you didn't fully think your plan through but you know you need to do something right then. So you step a little closer and you ask her,

"What's your name again?"

"Ange-thaaa" she responds as your dick springs from its threaded cage and you thrust it directly into Angela's mouth. She groans at you and scrunches her face but does nothing to remove your cock. You try to look as sheepish as possible and shrug your shoulders.

"While you're down there, though..." You trail off, hoping she understands. She seems to. She rolls her eyes and begins bobbing her head up and down, getting about a 1/4 of your cock into her mouth. She's going at a steady rate and rotating her tongue around the head from time to time.