Louisa wasn’t sure which way to go. She stared at Damien at first and then to Adam as she was turned toward the handsome man. Wriggling a little she knew the rougher of the two was staring at her glistening wet lips, her bottom moved in reply to the teasing. The young innocent girl stared at the flaps opening belt and shirt and heard each word from both brothers. She nibbled at her lower lip some and then looked up toward Adam’s face now. She nodded in reply, understanding just what he was saying. She was either to do this in her own way or they’d force her to do it in ways that may not be so comfortable. It was obvious that she was not getting out of this and not too sure she wanted to at this point. It was a learning experience and something most females would die to be in a position of.<br/><br/>Her fingers outstretched to slowly unbuckle the belt and as she did the orders to settle to her knees were given. It was almost an instantaneous reaction when she dropped to her knees before Adam. Some may have thought it to be supernatural or just subservient, however in the Spanish Fly’s case, she had not known how else to react to such direct orders. Her wings fluttered nervously as she continued to fumble with the belt. Upon removal and the unbuttoning of Adam’s pants she glanced up them. Her face was almost at a direct angle with his crotch and she found herself licking her lips nervously. The racing of her heart and the shaking of her hands showed just how nervous along with her inexperience at making these actions sexy and alluring. It was more of an effort to actually get it done for her. Afterward, she shifted back onto her heels a little. Her bottom rested as the pleated skirt rose over the back of the heels on her black patent leather shoes. Her silken hair brushed over Adams fingers and she looked upward into his eyes, into his face, almost afraid but excited all the same.<br/><br/>