As the girl recovers from your rough treatment, she glances down between your bodies and blushes deeply. "I-it's possible... I don't know what it feels like," she whispers, her voice barely audible over her rapid breathing. Her eyes dart around nervously, unsure of whether or not to give you permission.

The girl bites her lower lip, hesitating for a moment before finally nodding slowly. "If that's what you want... I guess it's okay." Her words are barely audible, but they carry the weight of her reluctant consent. Her eyes never leave yours, uncertainty and fear mingling with desire in their depths.