Quivering as she feels the warmth of Tereza's tongue once again on her skin, Dirisha closes her eyes, a small moan escaping from her slightly parted lips. Opening her eyes slowly, she stares at her white beauty, the light from the candles reflecting off her skin, so delicate, so tender. Teasingly, Dirisha grabs Tereza's wrists removing them forcibly from her body, her eyes ablaze with wicked delight.<br/><br/>Walking Tereza backwards to the couch, the petite woman's hands firmly grasped between them. She lightly kisses her on the cheek, before playfully pushing her backwards onto the soft cushions. "Stay," she commands sternly, with a smile reaching her eyes.<br/><br/>With that she steps back, within full view of the redheaded beauty, and slowly slips out of her green dress. She allows it to drop to her feet, revealing her already hardened dark nipples and her red laced panties. Smiling, she steps out of the dress, twirling slowly the light dancing along her ebony skin.