<br/>Louisa looked down at him completely unaware that he could see up her skirt. Her soft white panties clung close to her form, showing the outlines of each sweet part of her. She gave an embarrassed smile at having dropped the photos and was going to apologize again but felt he wouldn't want to hear it anymore. She pressed her lips inward instead, and watched as he moved in front of her. Those soft brown eyes stared down at him and she went very still as he kissed her legs. Feeling the tingles moving over her form she couldn't control an involuntary shiver that ran down to her toes.<br/><br/><strong>"I.. slow. Yes.. Slow is good."</strong><br/><br/>Her voice was soft and nearly inaudible. She sat as still as he could while he touched her and ran his hands along her thighs. The Spanish fly kept her legs together until he slowly parted them. The humming sound of her wings starting to flap was soon heard and any papers, towels, of anything of that nature was bound to flutter around and spray across the area. Her nervous excitement was one thing she could not contain even in the easiest of situations. Biting at her lip she watched him and then his sultry voice spoke out, asking for her cooperation, for her to part her legs for him to enter.<br/><br/>A flush of bright pink flushed over her form and she slowly let him part her legs open. The skirt rose a little higher up on her smooth slender thighs and she closed her eyes unsure of what to think or how to feel next. She just knew that her panties were growing slightly damp and this wasn't anything close to what she had expected tonight.