Kelly gasped as he pulled her panties to the side, groaning as his fingers danced over her wet lips, teasing her clit for a moment before one finger slipped inside her, her passage warm and welcoming. Prompted, she mirrored his hands on her breasts with her own squeeze to Tessa's breasts, slightly more firmly than before.<br/><br/>Biting her lower lip, she nodded softly and stood, unbuttoning her blouse, unclasping her bra, before twisting to unzip her skirt, sliding it over her inviting hips before shimmying out of her underwear.<br/><br/>"Heels on or off?" Her tone was quieter than Tessa was used to. More pliant, more eager to please.