As I sat on the bed in the room filled with the sound of Roxanne's deep breaths and my caresses, I continued to stroke Roxanne's full hips as she sat on my lap. I felt her body moving involuntarily, and that she was enjoying my caresses.
But when I felt my shirt getting slightly wet, I slowed down my movements. I looked at Roxanne, who had buried her face in my chest. I gently tried to pull her head back and see her face by holding her hair, but she stubbornly resisted showing her face.
"Roxanne, are you crying?" I whispered into her ears.
When her body flinched and she brought her hands to her face, I realized she was really crying. Reacting immediately, I took my hands off her hips and held her arms with my hands to lift her off my lap. I tried to push Roxanne away while pulling my body back. When Roxanne realized I was pushing her away, I don't understood exactly what her reaction was, but I quickly stood up while gently pushing her onto the bed.
