Yes, without much hesitation

She hardly seems to notice her hands as they start to move. They had been hanging by her sides, but now they are on the outside of her legs, and starting to slide upwards and inwards. It doesn't take long for her fingers to feel the heat coming from her pussy, almost pulsing outwards.

She looks at him again, and once more he simply nods back at her, a signal to continue, then his eyes travel down to where her hands rest, fingers spread out over her thighs. She moves her feet slightly apart, causing her thighs to spread just enough to allow her fingers to slip between them, the tips finding her hard little clit. Immediately her knees tremble and she hears herself moan out.

The feel of her own fingers touching her clit is wonderful. She feels it throb against them as she caresses it with one finger from both hands. The steady motion of her touch is soon matched by the way her hips gyrate, almost pushing herself against her hands there.

He makes no further requests, seemingly satisfied with what she is doing for him. She looks up at him, struggling not to look down out of embarrassment at what she is doing, watching where his gaze is, which right now is looking up and down her her naked body; one moment clearly watching her hands touching herself, the next he is taking in her face and the look of pleasure that has appeared there.

She can feel warmth spreading through her body, and she knows he can see that too as a flush spreads across her naked skin. Her nipples are hard and throbbing almost in time with the pulsing she feels between her legs. Her moans increase, both in timing and volume, but right now she doesn't care if she can be heard outside of this little spot he has lead her to, because suddenly all she cares about is doing as he had bid; showing him how she looks when she orgasms.

As one finger remains over her clit, rubbing in small circles around the throbbing nub, her other hand slips lower, fingers opening her lips apart and seeking the tight opening inside herself. She's so wet it takes no effort to find, and instantly she is stabbing two fingers into her tightness.

"Cum Flis" he whispers, the first words he has spoken since she began this little show for him. The effect is instant, and she cries out as she penetrates herself. Her mind explodes, lights flash before her now closed eyes and she feels her legs begin to give way. Again and again she thrusts fingers into herself and rubs harder on her clit. And every time she does she cries out again and her whole body shakes.

She feels her body begin to fall, but suddenly his hands are on her waist, steadying her even as she continues to cum on her own fingers. She pushes fingers deeper, determined to show how well she can do it for him, her body juddering each time fingers probe inside herself, until finally she is spent, and her hands come to rest.

Even then her body shakes, and as it does, it makes her fingers inside her move enough to give her yet another small orgasm. With effort she pulls them free, feeling her wetness soaking her hand as well as her thighs.

Finally she musters the strength to open her eyes, finding him starring intently at her. She is shocked at what she has done, unable to hold his gaze now, her embarrassment making her blush brightly as much as her orgasm had done moments before.