[ Promising. As was the way Majima lifted up a corner of her skirt, letting the soft fabric sweep just slightly up the length of her leg. Once inch at a time, he continued, working a line of kisses up the inside of her thigh.
Justine had a way of favoring lace under her clothes, and he couldn't help but wonder if the same held true today. Having that long, lovely limb draped over his shoulder and back was almost too tempting -- but he forced himself to slow instead, at least until her skirt was pooled at her hips and he could hook a thumb under the waistband of her panties. He lifted the elastic, brushed his lips against the sensitive skin just beneath. ]
I'm surprised they even sell these in the 50's. Seems way too sexy.
[ In fact, it seemed more like Justine would give a Townsperson a stroke just asking about their intimate wear department. ]
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Justine had a way of favoring lace under her clothes, and he couldn't help but wonder if the same held true today. Having that long, lovely limb draped over his shoulder and back was almost too tempting -- but he forced himself to slow instead, at least until her skirt was pooled at her hips and he could hook a thumb under the waistband of her panties. He lifted the elastic, brushed his lips against the sensitive skin just beneath. ]
I'm surprised they even sell these in the 50's. Seems way too sexy.
[ In fact, it seemed more like Justine would give a Townsperson a stroke just asking about their intimate wear department. ]