Pamela gasps, a little shocked at how much more she feels. Her skin is alive everywhere he touches and she can't wait to get her jeans off. Holding his face so she can keep her bearings, she tilts her head and kisses him deeply, small mewling moans escpaing...until her glasses his hit nose and she pulls away.

"Shit," she mutters, reaching for them. "Do you mind if I lose them? Don't want to kill the mood, but they're kind of..."