"I thought so," Ink replied to Lara's praise of her choice of outfit. Her hands ran up Lara's sides as she leaned forward, eventually bracing them on the bed beside the girl beneath her, her lips centimeters from Lara's. "You want them off? But I just put them on," she teased, her lips brushing Lara's. Her corset pushed her breasts up and together and the pleasingly plump mounds pressed into Lara's chest as she deepened the kiss. Her lips were hungry, tongue slipping past her teeth to gently slide against her bedfellow's.<br/><br/>Energy crackled between Ink's fingers, invisible but easily felt as she ran them down Lara's side, pressing the pads of her index and middle finger against the girl's pussy through her lacy number. She concentrated, delivering a pleasant little shock directly to the girl's clit.