Mary Louise tensed a little as he softly rubbed her sore, reddened thighs. She was starting to get more than a little aroused. The young woman bit her lower lip and closed her eyes, struggling to contain her building desire. She clutched her hands into tight fists, her nails digging into her palms so that she almost broke the skin. Finally, she let out a small, submissive whimper, "Please touch my sex, sir."