Aramil looked into her eyes searching for answers as she spoke since he had no doubts about his desires but he knew the best way to read someone was in their eyes. The silken ropes were holding still for now. The tip of his cock pressed to her womanhood spreading her nether lips like a flower in bloom. However he did not enter her completely. Only the tip had managed to slip into her and was now sliding about like this tormenting her with the promises of penetration. She was indeed lying about something but he wanted to make sure she could see her true emotions clearly. He hesitated a touch on the matter because of this search through her. Because he did not want to do this if she was totally unwilling. His right hand slowly pawed at her breasts lathered with sweat and saliva and massaged her there, stroking hardened nipples with his fingertips.<strong>"Are you? That wasn't said with conviction."</strong>