Anne's bottom has a soft, rounded feel with some good firm muscles underneath as Gwenevire gives it a squeeze.  Anne shrugs off the green blouse as its buttons are undone, revealing her slender form more completely.  The kilt rides low on her hips, and now that the blouse is gone a tattoo of a flowering, thorny vine is visible that runs from hipbone to hipbone.  The tattoo is a bit faded as her Amberite healing overtakes it.  Her skin has a light tan hue to it, which makes the white bra stand out all of the more.  As Gwenevire's hand plays over her breast, she notices a bit of tattoo'd rose petals just peeking out from the side of the cup.<br/><br/>Anne takes a deep breath, her pulse quicked, and bites back a small moan as her nipples are teased.  It's a weak point for her, loving to feel her nipples teased lightly, and one that sends a familiar wave of warmth building low in her belly.  She kisses Gwenevire back with a passion, and starts unwrapping the bindings on her chest.  "Let's see what we have here..." she murrmurs, that mischeveous twinkle in her eyes now with a bit more heat.