Louisa stood staring up at him, or straight ahead rather. He was massive. She just gawked in amazement. It was a sudden realization to herself that she was going to have to do things with that not so average member. She paled a little and swallowed some as her hands were brought to touch him. She couldn't even get her fingers to wrap completely around him. Her lower lip tucked inward and her brow furrowed while her eyes remained fixated on what was in her grasp. She waited for him to get harder somehow and had half expected it to just jump at her. Instinctively she squeezed him in her grip as if it might try to get away from her somehow. Her thumb slid over the hole in the tip and she stared intrigued by it for the moment. When she finally spoke, a nervous quiet sound came out, which was almost drowned out by the humming of her wings as they fluttered in reaction to the situation.<br/><br/><strong>"Is it.. supposed.. to be this big?" </strong><br/><br/>The unique girl looked upward to his face now. He was so very handsome that she couldn't help but smile some. She had forgotten that Damien was even there at that moment. Her fingers continued to stroke up and down the length of him as if she were memorizing each inch of his shaft, squeezing more toward the top and less toward the harder base area. At one point she was squeezing him so hard her nails dug in ever so slightly, leaving faint crescent shapes upon the soft flesh.