10+: Success! +1 forward to fuck her

You drop your voice a bit and are now gently rubbing her through her underwear. You feel a shot of lust as you notice her breath quicken and how red her face is getting.

"I-I'm not entirely sure i-it is appropriate, though." As she talks, you lean forward and begin kissing her neck. She still hasn't pushed you away so you take it as permission to continue. The hand that has been circling her shoulders moves to cup one of her breast.

"You need this, Miss Atkins. You want to feel better, and you can only do that if you let me continue." She doesn't reply except with a quiet moan as you finally move your hand inside her panties. She is gently grinding on your hand and you smirk into her neck. You have her right where you want her now.

Your hand continues rubbing Miss Atkins, with one of your fingers slipping inside of her. You capture her lips with yours as your other hand moves to unbutton her blouse as you add another finger inside of her.

Miss Atkins is letting out many soft moans and you can tell the grinding of her hips is getting faster and more frantic so you pull away, causing Miss Atkins to let out a soft whimper as you do so. She is panting and looking at you inquisitively, so you tell her what you want. "Strip for me." Her eyes widen in surprise for a second before a sly smile overtakes her face.

Slowly she stands up from the couch and begins slowly swaying her hips to a song only she can hear. You already did the work of unbuttoning her blouse so she lets it slowly slide off while still swaying her hips. As it falls to the ground she spins around and bends over as if to pick it up, giving you a great view of her ass in her skirt. A loud "smack!" startles you as her hand connects with her ass. Still bent over, you see her smirk at your reaction as her hands slowly move to the waistband of her skirt. She begins slowly swaying her hips and rotating her body as her hand begins forcing the fabric down her athletic legs. She is left standing in her green silk underwear and some sexy high heels. She gives you a moment to drink in the sight of her. Your eyes roam her body before meeting her eyes, you wear matching grins as she reaches below to her bra. Her hands reach the wires and she turns around again, turning her head briefly to give you another smirk before lifting the bra off. Quickly, she pulls down her underwear too, leaving her completely naked. Slowly turning around, she has a hand covering both pairs of lips as her breasts swing freely from the movement. You can see the hint of a smile behind her hand as she say "Oops. I seem to have lost all of my clothes! Whatever should I do now, Mr. Ambrose?"