"RED DRESS ON THE FLOOR"

LANA felt at her feet the red dress that Andrew had dropped; thereafter, he unzipped it.

"I was right about your body," he said, gazing all over her almost naked figure. "You are a goddess," he said, touching her waist afterward. "Tell me, sweetheart, is this your first time?" Andrew whispered, bringing his face even closer to hers.

Lana let out a violent gasp as Andrew's hands began to move across her. "Mmmmm, y-yes," she moaned again when she felt the young man remove the hook of her bra.

"I'll be gentle, I promise," the young man said, putting his hands inside her lacy pants, which were the only covering left of her body.

"Oh god, Andrew!" Lana exclaimed when she felt the young man's finger that now seemed to be teasingly touching the clitoris of her womanhood.

"Do you want this? Is it wonderful?" The young man speaks in a tone that only she can hear, even though they are the only ones there. "Tell me, don't be shy," he continued seductively.

Lana's whole body trembled so much