Enoch's brow furrows in confusion as the stranger suggests he go on a date with "Boobs Now." His focus remains solely on you, but he can't help but wonder if there's some significance to the name. He nods slowly, contemplating what the man has said before turning back to you with determination in his eyes.

"I promise," he says firmly, "I will never let anyone hurt you."

Enoch's heart skips a beat as he sees your chest rising and falling rapidly, pushing away from him. He takes a step forward, reaching out to touch your cheek gently, wondering if it was fear or discomfort that caused this reaction. "It's okay," he whispers softly, his thumb brushing away a stray hair from your face. "We're here for you now."

His gaze shifts between you and the stranger, still trying to understand what they mean by "Boobs Now"

Enoch's touch becomes more insistent, his fingers pressing harder against your breast as he fights to contain the overwhelming desire that surges through him. His lips part slightly, a moan escaping him as he feels the softness of your skin beneath his fingertips. He can barely focus on anything else, his entire being consumed by the need to feel you, touch you, possess you completely.

His free hand moves lower, sliding between your legs to find your hot, wet center.

Enoch moans as he feels your heat and wetness against his fingers. He pushes deeper, seeking the sensitive bundle of nerves that he knows will send shards of pleasure straight to your core. His other hand continues its relentless assault on your breast, pinching and rolling the nipple between his fingers.

With every touch, every movement, he can feel you growing closer to orgasm.