Her body moved how it needed to with no thought on Damita’s part, her inexperience not hindering her. Her flesh was unmarked except for those small round bruises on her hips, a few beauty marks scattered here and there. It was all of a sudden that she was so /aware/ of him, of his organ rubbing against her, hot and soft against her skin. That very thought made her whimper, a flash of panic seizing her; if they did consummate themselves, would it hurt as badly as the last two times?<br/><br/>Such a thought was fleeting, his voice bringing her back to the present. His tone was amusing to her, though when he spoke, it was her turn to blush. “Oh,” She said in a small voice, tone embarrassed as she replied, “I don’t mean to be, it’s just that-<em>MmmnOoh</em>!” She purred naively, rubbing herself against his fingers as much as she could while pinned against the mat, “it feels… So good!”<br/><br/>