Kozakura shivers at his words, smiling as her efforts had had the desired effect, bringing him to a slow boil that was now about to overflow. Still, she was pleasantly surprised as he turns her, dropping her purse to the floor and then inhaling sharply as his hands slide both up and down, then decide that touch wasn't adequate.<br/><br/>As he undoes her blouse so easily and slips it off, he'd find a fine black lace bra, and then the matching thong as he unzips the tight fitting skirt and pushes it over the swell of her hips. She steps out of the skirt, careful not to trip on it with her heels, as he gently pushes her to lean forward against the rail of the balcony.<br/><br/>All this happened so quickly, she was almost shocked, having not expected him to come out of his shell quite so quickly. But as he slides the soft thong down over her hips, she thinks it was quite a nice surprise. The dip of her spine shows as she arches just slightly, craning her head to look back at him as he reveals first the tight rose of her anus and then the folds of her sex, all of which aside from a narrow vertical strip over her mound had been waxed. She preferred this for both visual and tactile reasons, as it seemed to her to make her more sensitive to touch.<br/><br/>She would let him slide the panties downward, and if he pushed them far enough, she would step out of them, only to spread her feet slightly, the heels she wore giving her hips such an angle as to offer him an exceptional view.