Look At Me 

Anne held her breath when Alan's lips began to touch her skin. Her chest suddenly felt tight because she was having trouble breathing when she felt Alan started to act. All of her hair stood on ends as Alan's hot breath hit her body.

"Relax, I don't want to hurt your body again," Alan whispered softly without lifting his lips from above Anne's chest.

Anne didn't respond to Alan's words. She was trying hard to be aware so that the embarrassing things in Oslo wouldn't happen again tonight. However, Alan, who was already skillful, couldn't let Anne focused. He slowly moved his palm to Anne's lower body, parting the pajamas that still covered Anne's lower body. After successfully making the pajamas open, Alan then groped Anne's thighs with sensual movements that made Anne squirm.

"Don't rebel, enjoy my game," said Alan again in a hoarse voice without stopping the activity of his hands which were touching every inch of Anne's body.