Oh, you have no idea what kind of fancy things I already own.

[ Molly winks and keeps drying off their mess, gently slapping away the hand. ]

I don't have to, but I want to. Besides, why would I be any less caring than you've been with me?

[ He opens those legs with a smile on his face, and places a kiss to a knee before he continues with that rag, careful with any sensitive spots. ]

I remember someone eating me out after fucking me. This is nothing compared to that.