She laughs softly and steps back, revealing her hands still resting on her hips. "Alright then," she teases. "But only if you promise to be gentle." With a sultry smile, she turns around to face you, bending over slightly at the waist so that the hem of her black thong is visible beneath her

She lets out a soft moan as you brush your lips against her sensitive flesh. Her hips begin to rock back and forth slightly, encouraging you to continue. Your touch feels so good that she nearly forgets where they are, until someone clears their throat nearby and reminds her that they're in a clothing store...