Stella looked up at Claude as she heard a slight moan from him, his chest rumbling against her back, she enjoyed hearing him moan. As his touch became a little rougher and more firm, she slightly arched her back, pressing her womanhood further against his touch and her lower back harder against his manhood, rubbing against his length very slowly. As his fingertip would slide around her clitoris in circles, it would brush against a sensitive area, making her body jump slightly, a moan spilling from her lips. Hands running up and down his thighs as she searched for a better grip, Stella would slightly scrape her nails along his skin with very little pressure so she wouldn't hurt him.<br/><br/>A small, whisper of an idea popped into her thoughts and Stella couldn't think straight enough to resist such a bold move. Sliding her hand down the inside of his left thigh, she didn't stop as she reached his crotch, her fingertips brushing up the side of his hardened length. For some reason her cheeks were on fire, maybe if she realized what she was doing she wouldn't have ever tried it, but her mind was fogged up from the extreme desire and pleasure that was coursing through her body. Stella was curious on what his manhood felt like, so instead of just brushing her fingertips along the side, her hand wrapped around his thick length, slightly squeezing.