Gwenog took a deeper breath once the corset was released, moaning aloud at the scrape of sharp pain. "Yes," she hissed, hands fumbling slightly on her jeans as she sought to undo them. It only lasted a moment and she was pushing them down to her knees, right along with her underwear (somewhat more substantial than the scrap of red) and rolling to the side for a second and yanking her them off fully with a swift movement.
Moments later she'd rolled back over, shifting her weight down and ripping off the fabric keeping her from where she wanted to be, first one side then the other and swiping it away. She drew her thumb swiftly through the slickness, of her folds, sucking on it briefly with a groan before putting her mouth to better use and biting down on the pale thigh, dragging her teeth and marking the skin. Reaching a finger down she drew it lightly from clit to entrance before pushing swiftly inside with no warning.