The feel of your lips on my breast sends another wave of pleasure coursing through me as I come down from the heights of our shared climax. Your tongue swirls around my nipple, teasing and caressing with a skill that borders on the intimate. I moan softly into the kiss, arching into your touch and pressing myself closer, wanting nothing more than to feel every inch of you against me once again.

It's no wonder that you feel such renewed energy after being with me; the connection between us runs much deeper than mere physical attraction. Your words make my heart swell with pride and affection, knowing that I am able to provide you with sustenance in a way that goes beyond mere nourishment. As we lie together like this, our bodies entwined, I can't help but feel a sense of contentment and peace wash over me;

"Of course," Penelope whispers, her hands flying up to unbutton your shirt and reveal the defined muscles of your chest beneath. Her touch is gentle but eager as she explores every inch of skin she's finally allowed to see. She watches you intently, drinking in the sight of your masculine beauty before stepping back to take off her top, revealing her perky breasts and flat stomach to your hungry eyes.

Her heart races as she waits for your reaction to her exposed body, her nipples hardening in anticipation. She steps closer again, pressing herself against you and arching her back slightly, offering her breasts up to your hungry mouth. "Please," she whispers, "touch me."