Titania blushes and casts her eyes about before she climbs onto the table.  She kneels there a bit her face reddening as Freia squeezes at her hips.  Eventually and perhaps with a hint of deliberated thought she slowly removes her shirt, the tight cloth pulling upon her breasts and letting them jiggle there a moment as she discards the top, the soft pink bra clings ever so desperately.  For a moment she almost felt like she was at someone's bachelor's party.  Playfully sticking out her tongue as she shook her head she begins removing her skirt.  She slides the black cloth from her slender soft hips, and with soft kick of a leg lets it slide where her shirt was discarded.  This left her her soft pink panties, and her thigh high boots.  She frowns soft and though the rhythm was shattered, she discards her boots with a bit more pace, the stylish footwear landing simply near her other discarded articles.  Since was not likely to have a permanent experience it was likely she would need her clothes.<br/><br/>Eventually she came to be on Freia's table, her legs folded under her and her hands reaching for the clasp on her bra.  Once the bra is allowed to fall she slides her fingers on her panties and slides them to her ankles.  And while her panties slide down her shapely legs she looks to the one who would eat her.  The experience was promising to be interesting.