"I...I thought you might," she replied before clarifying it.  "Like it, I mean, not refuse."  A gasp sawed its way out of her lips at the fondling.  And then she started to squirm in that very, very catlike manner...but as time went on, it would become clear to Elisabeth that she wasn't really trying to<em>escape</em>per se...not unless her escape plan incorporated pressing her tits into Elisabeth's very experienced hands.<br/><br/>"Y-yes," she whispered.  She was going to try and resist the urges that she knew was going to swell up in her from having her soft jugs handled so lewdly.  Musubi wanted to see how long she could go before she started begging to be taken, to test the levels of her own temperance and self-control.  Arguably, it wouldn't be easy, not with someone like the mage woman doing the work.