Cameron deepened the kiss, her head tilted up, feeling that air-tight lock Guinevera had on her lips, stroking the woman's tongue with her own, exploring the woman's mouth, enjoying the pressure. She reveled in the pleasure a little force could bring, shivering as she listened to the clatter of her belt hitting the floor, whipped expertly and effortlessly from her hips by the Madame. That nimble hand sled beneath the waist of her denims, slipping so easily into her underthings. She felt those fingers curl slightly at the soft tuft of hair just above her sex, teasing her, feeling her warmth. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment, her hips jerking forward a little bit, desperate for that touch, aching for the woman's fingers to move further, to feel more, but also enjoying the tease. She gulped, her tongue breaking the kiss for a moment to slide along her lips, her eyes fluttering open as she restrained herself, wanting to draw out those moments.<br/><br/>Her own fingers roamed to the Madame's front, working quickly to pull away the petticoat, laying it down on the bed and brushing her hands back up those slender sides, loving the feeling of that taut flesh beneath her fingers. Her hands found Guinevera's pert chest, her thumbs sliding along those small, wonderfully round nipples, teasing them as she moaned a little into the kiss, her hands roaming over that gorgeous frame.