Katelynn smirked again as she felt his hands on her body, turning her over to lie down on the bed. She adjusted herself and folded her arms under her, resting her head onto her hands. His touch was combined with a few winces and hisses coming from her as he reached those painful spots. Some of them caused her well-shaped butt to lift itself up in the air a bit as she arched her back. As she hears him mention the removal of her shirt, she lets out a quiet chuckle.<br/><br/><i>"Honey... if I had wanted to take my shirt off myself, I would have done it by now, don't you think?"</i>She turned her head and grinned at him, obviously hinting at the fact that she expected him to do the work for her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>