Eeva's lips parted in a soft moan rising from her throat as she tensed up, one hand cupping her crotch her thighs parting a bit, sliding off one another. Her breath shaking, her other hand under her bosom on her dress. Trembling a bit, her breath rose and fell a moment before she lifted her hand, unbuttoning the collar of her blouse, opening buttons down, one at a time. The bit of cleavage showing in her outfit soon coming to unveil the bosom freely, as she panted a bit shakily. Swallowing, she looked up at him, blushed but smiling.<br/><br/>The milky bosom coming to view, her curly brown hair framing her blushed face, her rosy nipples in the open. Despite her shorter height her bosom was beautifully shaped, at crossroads between ample and soft and the modest but pert, filling out her outfit a bit better, her breath shivering a bit. She was certainly not wearing a corset though, that much of her skin showed. Her gaze watching his, as she breathed out. "I think you got a magic touch then." She joked lightly, but blushed. Somewhat embarrassed and red faced, but not trying to hide her bust, looking at him instead.<br/><br/>"How far does it go?" She asked then, her hand resting on the front of her skirt still, a bit removed from her crotch, against a thigh again instead.