Emelia's breathing grew heavy as she felt him staring at her, his eyes filled with desire and lust.
Then, Lucifer brought down her panties and took them off along with her stockings, exposing her clean-shaven pussy. His fingers caressed her bare mound, causing a tingle of excitement to shoot through Emelia's body. This made him chuckle as he asked with a smirk, "Do you shave or wax?"
Emelia hesitated before replying, "Neither."
"Then you're a natural baldie, aren't you? I like that. Your pussy looks beautiful, Ms. Emelia. And very delicious. It makes me want to eat you. But tell me... Why are you not saying anything? Why aren't you stopping me? You were keep saying that you don't want this. So, why aren't you resisting?" Lucifer inquired.
"Because you said it was a massage," Emelia answered, trying to sound convincing, even though the words sounded weak to her own ears. "And a massage isn't something sexual..."