"Oh I would love to see your dance my love." She smiled enthusiastically at the idea, blushing a bit. It seemed that she was a bit awkward to admit her thoughts so openly, yet at the same time her eyes admired the view she had, stepping closer and giving a view of her own chest, the rosy skin of her nipple's garden, the stiffened little nubs, the finely groomed tuft of hair above her mound.<br/><br/>Aimee drew a deep breath and smiled to Reon brightly, leaning close. "I would love to unwrap you like a christmas present, and play with you a whole lot, but I think a dance from you would be a thrill unlike any."