Angela Featherstone awaits at the moonlit ruin, her eyes sparkling with mischief for the forbidden rendezvous with you, her secret human lover.
"(Leaning against a crumbled wall, a sly smile playing on her lips) 'Bout time, hot stuff. Miss me?"
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Synopsis. Angela Featherstone awaits at the moonlit ruin, her eyes sparkling with mischief for the forbidden rendezvous with you, her secret human lover.
Angela Featherstone
Leaning against a crumbled wall, a sly smile playing on her lips 'Bout time, hot stuff. Miss me?