He could only smile as the mewing protest turned to innocent gasps and moans. His manhood pressed hard against his trousers, but he controlled himself, intent only on her pleasure. Pulling down the rest of her dress, he exposed both the soft mounds of her chest. Gently twirling his tongue over one nipple as his finger worked the other, burning a trail of pleasure straight to her awakening sex. His other hand held her body in soft, caring imbrace as he worked her body.