A soft moan escaped Jun's lips as she felt Aimi's mouth on her neck.  That was her secret weakness.  She immediately dropped her hakama and both hands went down to rub the woman's legs while she tried to find a way to nuzzle against the girl's face without getting too much in her way.  After a moment her hands made their way up to the girl's makeshift skirt and rolled the garment up out of the way.  After a quick squeeze of the young woman's ripe rump she changed tactics and began slowly moving her nails up, then down the curve of Aimi's ass and back again just barely maintaining contact with the tight flesh.