Ursula panics

"L-listen! I-I'm not..." the panicking angel stutters as her hand naturally goes to her pendent.

How could he know? Oh Geod! What will happen if this gets out!? I... I have to silence him, before it's too late!

Pardoo leans forward and cups the purple-haired beauty's face in his hand.

"I... I've broken my vows, and lost my divine way," the human confesses, his voice cracking as a single, manly tear forms in his left eye. "But none of that matters now that I have you Ursula."

"W-what? I..." she tries to speak, but is silenced by Pardoo.

"Ever since I first laid eyes upon you, I... I knew that..." his lips quiver. He slowly slides off the chair and sits on the ground so he can be eye-level with her. "That we were destined to be together."

"L-listen... I..." Ursula is practically hyperventilating at this point.

Pardoo takes her hands and slowly, gently pulls them away from her soft, milfy body.

"You are beautiful, and... I-I know it is blasphemous to say, but..." the man bites his lip as he looks into Ursula's eyes, "not even an Angel could look as lovely as you!"

With that Pardoo leans in and plants a surprisingly sloppy kiss on the quivering angel's lips, still utterly unaware of his lover's true form.

Ursula coos in delight as her cheeks burn red. She melts in his arms as her pussy pulses with need and her naughty nipples grow hard.

When they finally break the kiss, Ursula is lying on her back on the floor, her messy hair framing her glasses-free face. "Take me," she whispers as she spread her legs wide. She can feel Pardoo's stiff manhood pressing against her soft belly. "Make me your woman!"