... naked before.” Ron smiled.
“No clothing, I guess.” Kim decided.
“Okay. When we’re done with this, we’ll go to my room and undress each other.” Ron planned.
Upon entering Ron’s room, Kim lifted her shirt up over her head and tossed it in the corner of the room. She then felt someone’s hands wrap around her waist from behind, only to travel up her body to her eyes and covering them. “Guess Who?”
“Ron.” The coed said before turning around, laying a deep kiss on him, and pulling him as close as she could, crushing her breasts up against his defined chest. Problem: her bra was getting in the way. Solution: Ron wriggled from his position of embracing her from the front, and soon began undoing her bra with his tongue! He let it drop to her knees before catching it and tossing it in the pile atop their shirts. The lustful ninja then noticed that she was wearing a thong, seeing the strap hang just above her pants. “Maybe we should take off our own pants and underwear.” He expressed, walking around to face her again.
“Like in private or something?” Kim asked, unsure of the new suggestion.
“No, no, no. Like a striptease.” After saying this, Ron felt himself being pushed on his ass. He watched Kim suck on her thumb and forefinger, unzip her pants with the opposite hand, watched the pants fall, and finally blinked as she kicked them off her ankles. Now wearing only a pumpkin-colored thong, Kim snap...