Anna nodded her head a little enthusiastically as he asked her that. Blushing furiously, she swallowed the little fluttery feeling of nerves as she spread her legs a little more for him and helped his hand slide further up between her thigh. Letting out a little soft sigh of pleasure as she felt his fingertips brush against her, Anna flushed knowing how wet she was and how wet he had gotten her.

"Yes p-please," Anna finished, letting go of his hand once his fingers were nestled against her and reached to impatiently undo his jeans. Leaning forward to kiss him, she let out a squeak of a moan as she tugged him closer.