"Oh, you're not going to let me get it?" Tereza pouted as she sat up, the top of her dress slid down her breasts, teasingly hiding her nipples besides a hint of a peach-pink edge of her areolas. "You are such a harsh task mistress." The redhead laughed.<br/><br/>The dress slithered to the floor as the ebony skinned beauty pulled the petite redhead up. Her arms lazily wrapped about Dirisha and lifted her head, her body pressed and body eager. "Though such kind words make it easy to forgive you." Tereza purred, her lips lingered lightly over the column of Dirisha's neck and gave it a lick and shuddered.<br/><br/>Oh, she had to be patient a little longer!