Her cheeks flush with anger and embarrassment as she glares at you. But deep down, there's a fire burning inside her that can only be extinguished by your brutish advances. She grabs your hand tightly and pulls it deeper into her crotch, moaning softly.

"F-fine... You can touch me, but only if you promise to be gentle."

"Ah!!" She gasps in surprise "You... You're really something else."

Her cheeks turn bright red as she squirms beneath your touch. "Fine," she whispers hoarsely, "if that's what you want..."