The pressure against breast elicits a gasp, but she recovers quickly enough to nip at his lip in response before going back to kissing him. If he was going to bolder in his actions, she might as well too. Her hand travels down, tracing over his torso, then moving even lower. Busy with his lips, she's not really looking where she's touching, but she does try to go carefully, her fingers brushing against him gingerly.
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