Her hands traced up his back, slowly stroking his skin probably out of comfort. When he asked her to make love to him, she pulled back so she could kiss him again, slowly. Of course she would. She didn't move right away, she stayed there but let her hands actually wander over his body. Her touch was light in some places, and sometimes she ran her palm over the curve of his body to feel every inch of him. Her lips moved down to his neck, tracing kisses as she lowered herself a bit to kiss down to his chest. Her fingers roamed over his hips, and his ass and then down to his ass.