Dante continued to gropingly massage her breast. His thumb rubbing the pad of it over and over again against the nipple. Sucking on her lower lip and then her neck. Nibbling it as well. He had never actually gone all the way and generally enjoyed just touching the women not being the touched. Something abut those cool hands moving over his chest and abs through the straps of fabric covering it sent a shiver down his spin that curve around into the v of his groin. Proceeding to send jolting tingls into his cock. He let out a soft sound of surprise. He made a face as she pulled away. Then she asked him if he wanted to do the honors. He stared at her dress trying to figure out how the hell to undo and take it off. He fumbled with it before getting frustrated and swearing up and down. "HOW THE HELL DO YOU TAKE OFF THIS FUCKING THING?!" He cried out. "This is far too complex. I have NOT worked with this type of...of touch me not sexy device!" He cried out in frustration.