Cameron let out a soft groan as that hand found the back of her head, those fingers sliding into her soft hair, pressing her lips more firmly against the other woman's. How long had it been since she'd done something like this? Since she was able to just lose herself in a woman, a proper woman. Not that the bangtails down around Whitechapel didn't have their charms, but one of those paid girls could never really be with her like this. Perhaps that was how this inimitable Miss Starr earned herself such a loyal trade? She reinvested herself in the kiss, her lips parting and her tongue snaking out once more, slipping in between Guinevera's lips, the tip stroking gently along the inside of her teeth, doing a bit of playful exploring. A shiver worked through her flesh as she felt those fingers on her belt, the knuckles brushing up against the gooseflesh on exposed and pale flesh of her belly.<br/><br/>The girl's legs coiled beneath her as she adjusted herself. She pulled her knees up, leaning into the kiss, feeling her hips riding forward at the gentle beckoning of the fingers on her belt. One hand slid around to the nape of the Madame's neck, stroking it softly as she deepened the kiss. The other slid down the woman's side, softly caressing her hip before they slipped lower, the slim but strong fingers finding a place to grip in Guinevera's toned backside. She held tight, a soft "Mmmmmnh" leaving her lips and melting into the kiss.