Still clad in her shirt, Aimi and Jun were now on equal footing... at least as far as attire was concerned. She smiled dumbly as the other bent over, unable to hide her excitement at the prospect of yet another sexual dalliance, wanton as it had been after her relatively long period of abstinence.<br/><br/>Aimi grinned at Jun's proposition, "It would be my pleasure."<br/><br/>She came around to stand behind the wolf Kunoichi and first placed her hands upon Jun's shoulders, feeling around her lithe muscles until descending to the bands of fabric. She pulled free the excess and instantaneously Jun could feel it slackening until the fabric fell from her body and Aimi held the long strip in one finger. Smiling, she dropped the unwound sarashi and moved her hands over Jun's stomach, gliding over her body until one had found her breasts.<br/><br/>The sand kunoichi felt up Jun appraisingly, bringing her head in closer behind the wolf ninja and kissing her cheek... and then descending to her neck and collar.<br/><br/><br/>