Your "dive" lifts the woman into the air briefly, sliding her bared flesh over your chest and clouding your vision with a soft, red haze. And the abruptness of the motion earns a delighted, if slightly nervous, squeal from the little halfling woman in the process... followed by a low, keening moan as your lips press against the soft, inviting wetness of her sex.<br/><br/>"Ha!" You can hear her chuckle above you, even as she wriggles in pleasure atop your chest. "Like a vanishing act. Now you can see..."<br/><br/>With an impish giggle, the woman flips the skirt right back down again, covering your head entirely with the airy cloth... and blocking all vision except for that of the warm space between her legs.<br/><br/>"And now you can't... and just imagine what fun I can have while you can't see..."<br/><br/>Sure enough, a moment later you feel the tug of small fingers against the drawstrings of your breeches, slowly and deftly loosening your waistband and teasing the flesh of your hips with each and every brush of flesh against flesh.<br/><br/>"You should probably let me twist about... It will likely be very fun..."