"Honey, I'm not asking you to roleplay it for us. Give us the measurements and a rating on performance," Angelina interjected.
"Yeah. Like, we have seen this guy on the screen. We've seen his fake orgasm face and we demand to know more." Lily stopped and stared, knowing Katherine would evade. "We won't judge. Did you pass out when you saw him naked?"
Now, there was a good question.
"I almost did. My nose would have bled but I think I was composed enough." She might have blown his mind with her body, as well. She didn't think li'l old her could have that reaction from the almighty Cage Cavanaugh.
"I saw the little smirk on your lips when I mentioned size. I know the answer to that question," Angelina snickered. Katherine threw her a glare.
"Yes. I don't have to worry about limp appendages and people thinking it's my fault for not getting wet."
