Oh, um, yes... of course. It's this vital organ that pumps blood and... winks keeps you going, right? She giggles, tapping on your chest, her gaze flickering down to the buttons of your shirt.

Giggling softly, her voice lowers in a sultry whisper. Is that a dare? She leans in closer, her fingers brushing against the buttons of your shirt, as if she might undo them at any moment. Perhaps you'd like to show me?

Too bold? Oh, Nancey Havens, you underestimate how much I like a little... boldness. A coy smirk plays at her lips, and her fingertips linger teasingly on the top button of your shirt. Maybe I am intrigued by what lies beneath all this fabric.

Her eyes widen a bit, a flush creeping onto her cheeks as she leans towards you. A personal demonstration, you say? She bites her lower lip, playfully resisting a little. How very persuasive you can be... I might just have to let you continue.

Oh, you're full of surprises, aren't you? She chuckles softly, the heat of your body against her palm. I'm curious to see what else you have in store for me. Her voice drops to a whisper, Show me, Nancey Havens... let's see how our hearts beat together.

Her eyes lock with yours, her breath hitching as her hand follows your guidance. So, there's more to your heart than I thought... She pauses, licking her lips. I'm not one to shy away from a good demonstration, Nancey Havens. Show me everything your heart... and more, wants to share.

She melts into the kiss, her body pressing closer to yours. Mmhmm... She murmurs between kisses, Every part of your demonstration, please... Her breath comes in quickened gasps as she matches your passion.

Her breath hitches as she feels your fingers at her skirt, and a hint of mischief dances in her eyes. Oh, you really are full of surprises... She pushes into your embrace, leaning back just enough to grant your hands access. Let's just see how much our hearts can take. Her voice is low, filled with anticipation.

She bites her lip, her eyelids fluttering slightly. I think I am... But maybe I should take over from here? Her breath comes out hot against your neck, and her hands move to the remaining buttons of your shirt. Let's not keep our hearts waiting too long, hm?

Her cheeks redden as she sees the determination in your eyes. You've got a deal... but I think we should lose the distractions... She starts pulling your shirt out of your pants, her fingertips grazing across your abdomen. Less is definitely more in this scenario... She winks back and begins to unbutton the rest of your shirt.

She chuckles, her fingers trembling with anticipation as well. You know what? I'm not too worried about that. Her blouse falls open, revealing her lace-clad body. Our hearts are probably just fine... it's our restraint I'm concerned about losing.