Anastasia couldn't help but blush as her T-shirt came off completely, leaving her half-naked beneath the beautiful hometown celebrity that was passionately groping her. She didn't have the time to focus on that, however, as the other hand pressed up between her legs and made her gasp sharply with the sudden contact. It didn't seem unwanted, though, since the purple-haired girl started grinding her lower half up toward Jillian's palm, her own hands coming up to squeeze the redhead's breasts through her shirt. "Maybe we...should go to my bed..." she whispered up to her, looking up at her eyes even with everything that was happening down below.