Angel skillfully removed Sam's underwear and caressed his penis. Her movements were gentle, and Sam responded with arousal, his hand involuntarily stroking her thigh.
It seemed as though everything was replaying a familiar script, both seemingly having forgotten someone was waiting for them to join for a meal.
Of course... not everyone had forgotten.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
"What are you doing in there, aren't you coming down to eat?"
A familiar voice sounded.
Sam immediately pushed Angel off him. He quickly got up, no longer paying attention to the girl who had stripped and was slightly lifting her buttocks, ready for more.
"Coming, coming," Sam replied towards the door, then turned his head to look at the girl on the bed. "Stop it, everyone is waiting for us."
Angel frowned, visibly upset looking towards the door. "So annoying... always spoiling our moments."
