Wait and see what she does

She seems distracted from her anger by your goggler. She licks her lips and lifts it up, to see the underside.

"How long does it get?" she asks. "Tell me or it comes off." Her grip tightens.

"Shit!" you say. "Ten inches or so. Can you chill? You're freaking me out." You look back up at her. Her tounge is lolling out, drool dripping from her mouth.

"But you're so sexy when you're frightened.... and ten inches... That must feel soooo good... You're proud of it, aren't you?" she says, wiggling it back and forth playfully.

"I guess..." you say. She reaches her other hand up to your shirt and tears it off.

"Ooh, I knew you would have a strong body top go with that sturdy smacker of yours..." You can see her sweating into her clothes, a little juice flows down her leg.