Millicent's eyes closed as his hard length brushed against her cheek. The silk of his boxers and the hard cock beneath it made her suck in a soft breath. What she wouldn't give to wrap her hand around him and take him into her mouth. But that was something she knew she shouldn't be thinking about.
Miles was the only one well aware of her talents in that regard. And even then, he was the one to teach her what to do the first few times.
She slid the pants up past his foot and then waited patiently for him to lift the other leg.
"I'm sure you like to think you know everything," she remarked. "But you don't. You never really bothered to look at me before now. And don't try to deny it or cover it up with a snarky remark. It's all right. I'm still not that nice to look upon - not like Pansy in any case."