[She turns her body, which involves not quite sitting on the ledge anymore, but she can levitate so that's fine. It gives her a better angle to move her hand the rest of the way to wrap around his dick, still under the skirt.]
[She is definitely not wearing a bra. her blazer is only held closed by two buttons and it barely covers her chest.]
Ah—!
[She moves further, turning to straddle his lap, though far enough out that she still has room to move her hand. Which means she's definitely just hovering now.
Her thighs tighten around his as she strokes him firmly.]
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I am. Are you?
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[She turns her body, which involves not quite sitting on the ledge anymore, but she can levitate so that's fine. It gives her a better angle to move her hand the rest of the way to wrap around his dick, still under the skirt.]
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and, since she's finally just going ahead with touching, he's matching suit by reaching into her suit jacket to cup a breast]
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Seems like we could have... a little more fun.
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[even if she's wearing a bra, he's getting right past that thanks to dream logic to lightly tweak her nipple]
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Ah—!
[She moves further, turning to straddle his lap, though far enough out that she still has room to move her hand. Which means she's definitely just hovering now.
Her thighs tighten around his as she strokes him firmly.]