Emily heard with interest about Dasha's hobbies. She really was into adventure, wasn't she? Well, maybe that was for the best. The rational part of her considered that if she could convince the other woman to help her, she would be a very good ally. Of course, it would take a lot of persuading and a very careful approach. But it could be done, of course. Pushing these thoughts to the back of her mind for a better occasion, Emily focused on the moment. Her eyes closed and she concentrating simply in feeling.<br/><br/>As an agent, it was hard to get rid of this double mentality, but Emily did her best. At least for a moment, she wanted to be simply Emily, and nothing more. Any advantage that could be taken from this encounter - and she was sure she could get something other than pleasure out of it - would have to wait. When Dasha said it couldn't be her first time, Emily opened her eyes and smiled. "It is. But you make it so easy...", she murmured in the short time they had before the second kiss. Feeling all right with Dasha's rough ways, she bit her lip as soon as her own was released.<br/><br/>Trembling a little as Dasha worked under her nightgown, she started mirroring her again. It was the best she could do, since it was, indeed, her first time doing this. "Tell me if I'm doing this right...", she asked, her voice a bit husky. "As for me... you're doing... just fine... Oh, God..."