"Hey, now," Cecilia warned, "I was under the impression that I had no limits." She grinned even as he kissed her, and her ands were just as eager to explore his body as her eyes were. She ran her hands over his shoulders and up and down his back, fingers probing and mapping every muscle. She wanted to commit every curve of his body beneath her hands to permanent memory.
When he pulled away she couldn't help her reaction, bursting into appreciative laughter. It wasn't at his expense, just at the situation. "Well they probably did!" she giggled. "Nudity was bad for you. Nudity was a gateway to Satan and probably the commies." Cecilia tried to control her giggles, even as she turned slightly onto her side and took his hand to put on the clasps in the back. "It snaps like a bra," she told him. "How has a woman never worn one of these for you? I didn't know you were so deprived."