Lenally felt her senses overwhelmed as he began to untie her dress, knowing she should try and stop him but unable to do so. All she could manage were soft moans, embarrassed, bashful, full of desire. She tried to cover herself, unused to being seen without her chest being bound back. When he began to part her lower folds she drew a sharp intake of breath. She hadn't come here for this. She'd only wanted to comfort him, having befriended him. And yet she felt so good, she wanted to stay. When he whispered that he loved her, she looked to him stunned. They'd not known each other so long but she felt his words to be true.<br/><br/>"I....I...." she tried to speak, his skilled hands taking her to heights of pleasure she'd never known possible. She writhed under his tender manipulations of her body as she tried hard not to be loud, her back arching with pleasure.