How can you NOT?

In a way, it is her coarse language that makes a difference. This sweet virgin should not be fucked especially not for her first time. You can only imagine what Sally must have been experiencing when she saw what that old lecher did to punish her sister. Grace obviously enjoyed that kind of treatment, but you weren't ready to see Sally treated like that.

In fact, that's the deciding factor in your rationalization that lets you accept what this beautiful young redhead's offering. As horny as she is right now, she'd probably sprint back to Mr. Carter and let that creep treat her like he had treated her sister.

"Sally," you tell her gently, "I'm not going to fuck you." You see the hurt in her eyes and the anger as well, but you stop her before she can explode. "We'll do what you want, but I want you to understand this is not something crude or cheap." You see her green eyes widen and she bites her lip again barely able to contain her excitement.

"What Mr. Carter did to you and Grace was wrong, sweetie. Sex should never be a punishment; you understand?" She nods solemnly.

"Good, now take off your shirt." You tell her with a smile, "but take it off because you want to, not because you're afraid." She grabs the hem of her shirt and you only just stop her before she tears it over her head.

"Wait!" God you can't believe you're stopping her. "Slowly, Sally. What you have under there is a treasure, it's OK to tease your lover a little, so he doesn't forget how precious you are." Sally nods in understanding, and then with a coy little smile she turns her back to you and languidly pulls up her paint-smeared tank top, before turning back to you with her shirt still clutched to her small breasts.

"Oh Lord, Sally." You groan, "don't tease your lover too much." She smiles again and flashes you a couple times before letting her shirt fall to the floor. God she's beautiful! You had a roommate in Vermont who couldn't get enough of graphic novels full of elven maidens in diaphanous outfits. Sally looks like the most beautiful of those tiny fairies with her sparkling green eyes, curly red hair and small pointy breasts.

"Now those shorts, baby." You continue your guidance even as you loosen your belt and let your throbbing cock free from your pants. She learns fast you realize as she teases you, unbuttoning the top three buttons before sliding her hand under the waistband while you watch. It seems to take forever, but slowly the shorts come down and she turns to face you gloriously naked, her pubic hair as red as the waves that fall to her bare shoulders perhaps one shade darker and neatly trimmed.

You can wait no longer. Taking her hand in yours you lead her to the leather couch.