[ It's a wonder any of Molly fit in the panties to begin with, Fjord is impressed. He hums his agreement, slapping a thigh to spark some shock for the hell of it and also to push Molly higher, off Fjord and up the bed. ]

Get on your hands and knees, honey. Where do you keep your oil? I'd happily eat you out all night but it wouldn't be enough for me to ride you.