Eeva's body tensed up a bit at the time his fingers came to hold her skirt up, but yet at the time she offered no resistance at all to his touch, just a nervous tension. Smiling to him quietly she let out a soft moan at the feel of his mouth on the silken mound. The halfling woman's warm sex's lips could be felt in their puffy glory through the silk, the warm flower of womanhood pillowing, and for an acute sense, already well on its path to heights of arousal.<br/><br/>His touch had her tremble on the edge of the seat, moving a bit closer to him and hand running through his hair, as she let out a groan from her parted lips, the tease of his lips and tongue on her mons having her shuddering swiftly enough, the silken fabric slick and clinging to the shapely mons as her breath grew shaky. Her eyes closed, Eeva's fingers drew along his head as she whimpered faintly.<br/><br/>"Play with my bust..." She finally mouthed out red-faced, embarrassed and excited, her fingers having combed through his hair as her other hand had unbuttoned her blouse down to show the rosy nipples on those full breasts, her breath shaking and the scent of her lust in the air, the panty slick not only with his lips touches but the woman's ambrosia, her breath shaky as she looked at him a bit shyly, but making this request openly.