She gives her arm a little wave when he mentions her sleeve and laughs before cuddling up against him once more, her grin widening as he whispers in her ear.

"You read my mind," Aerith murmurs after she turns her head to press her lips against his temple. "I like the idea of you looking over at me knowing I'm still full of your cum." She ducks down and nips his neck lightly, enjoying the pang of arousal the thought fills her with.

"And I like the idea of you seeing the rest of Anna's makeover," she tips her hips forward, nudging his suggestively.