Lafiel stared, wide-eyed, 'frightened,' as Kanae circled her.  She cried out when the shaman seized her from behind, gripping her breasts and sliding her freed shaft in the crack between the two halves of her bottom.  "Y-yes, of course..."  She slipped out of Kanae's grip and went to the coffee table.  Reaching behind herself, she undid the clasp of the bra and let it slide down her arms to plop on the floor.  Unclipping the garter hooks from her stockings, she wiggled her hips as she eased the garter belt down, and then turned and bent over as she removed her stockings.<br/><br/>Last went her panties, and now she was naked.  "P-please, Kanae...g-give me your cock..."