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Her reactions were proof enough of her enjoyment, but admitting to that was another thing entirely for a girl who had spent most of her life innocent and even disinterested in romantic and sexual activities. She seemed unable to be quiet now, a series of cute little "Nnnnhhs!" and whimpers filling the otherwise silent room as his fingers plunged inside. She was mildly irked by his destruction of her pretty undergarments, and made a mental note to punish him for it at a later date. Juicy thighs spread some, a mixture of sweet juices and now blood staining his fingertips. She did not exude a horrid scent or anything of the sort, but rather something somewhat musky, as most any aroused being might. "Uwah, I don't think you're supposed to cut me t-there," she scolded playfully, easing back further onto his lap in a suggestive fashion, plush bottom grinding further against a noticeable bulge. "You seem excited, too, so if you like, we can go further...Really, what is there to lose at this point?," she inquired with a coy smirk, affectionately brushing flaxen bangs across his face.~