Kaguya shook her head in protest, but was unable to silence the soft moan that escaped her lips as Whispers expertly fondled her breasts.  "No, it's not... not right, I... don't like anyone looking at me," she tried to protest, every few words punctuated by another moan.  Once more she tried to push Whispers away, but the attempt was half-hearted at best; whatever her mind wanted, her body was betraying, as her sex grew ever wetter with each touch.  It wasn't long before she surrendered, hot moans now the only sound coming from her, her hands rising up to her breasts, one resting on Whispers's hand as if guiding her to continue, her other hand starting to grope her other breast.