Velma nodded and smiled softly, caressing Miyuki's face tenderly,<strong>"Very much so.  You have an exotic look about you and you dress in a way that makes me want to see what little is left that is hidden.  But there is more to it then your looks. You bear a mysterious mind, you are a fascinating riddle, and your voice is nothing short of angelic. I am wet not just for you, but for the anticipation of you, the mystery of you.  I have restrained myself from leaping on you, but I see your eagerness as well, and since I am playing host, it would be wrong of me to deny whatever you wish."</strong><br/><br/>She leaned back on the bed, spreading her thighs slightly.  Miyuki could see in the light that came through the open windows how wet Velma already was, her inner folds had opened like a blossoming flower and were coated with her sweet nectar.  Velma ran one finger back from Miyuki's face then to caress the inside of her own thigh before lightly teasing the hardened button of her clit,<strong>"Can you blame me for my excitement Miyuki?"</strong>