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" Tyler can u get me a towel please" Angel shouts with a shakey voice, " they are all in the wash just run to your room" Tyler says leaning back to get the best view of the door. " don't look then" Angel says in a question in tone. " I'll look wherever I want" Tyler exclaims. " sorry Tyler I know you will". Tyler is waiting as Angel slowly creeps the door open leaning her head round to see if he was looking and there he was with that cheeky grin on his face knowing where this night was going. She slowing steps out cover her body with her arms as much as she can and quickly goes across the haul into her room. " MAKE DINNER ANGEL IVE ALREADY TOLD YOU" he shouts as almost instantly she comes out in the tiny outfit he picked clearly trying to cover her private areas. She starts grabbing different pots and pans and starting the pasta and salad, Tyler uses this as his time to start so he slowly creeps up behind her as she's trying to get a sauce from the top cupboard, he reaches over her pushing his waist into her lower back showing her everything she's been missing. She gasps shocked that's he is over her and that she is feeling that way, he leans over her and gets the plastic plate amd drops it on the floor, she looks at him and he says " pick it up then" as she awkwardly bends down putting her ass right over his trousers making it grow. He says " keep making dinner" knowing that she wants more . He's watching her make dinner from the sofa and she's started making the meat, and this gave him an idea…