The kisses became more passionate from Robert, as he seemed to become yet more aroused with the gentle caresses and the sweet and angelic voice of Tempest. Hilips were at one time on hers and then they passed to her neck and then even to the exposed flesh of her chest, so close to her still covered breasts, though it seemed that one of his hands was hoping to release them from their tight prison. “You …you bring such….such heat…”<br/><br/>It was then that his other hand found a way beneath her skirts; he started to slowly and gently stroke her stockinged legs hoping that she would part them and expose her prize, or rather make it more accessible. “Can…Can… I pleasure you…” Robert said between gasps and kisses.  ‘His’ scent of arousal somehow did not seem so masculine.<br/><br/>The caresses continued beneath the full skirt and the undergarments, “Let...let me ...touch you?” he was gasping too<br/>