I wish you were undressed... Eanne thought before mentally chastising herself for thinking such inappropriate thoughts. “Well, come on, then. I'll stay with my dress for now.” She offered her hand to Sitra and led her to the room where they had practiced last time. “Ready?”
Eanne started with a slow dance to help ease them into it, followed by a quick one to help burn off all the extra calories, and then another slow dance, their bodies pressed close together. “You seem a lot more confident compared to last time. Looks like your practice has paid off...” She commented while enjoying the feeling of their bodies, and especially their breasts, pressing together.
During the fast dance, she notices Sitra's breasts swaying pleasantly. When they're pressed together, Eanne feels the young widow's nipples are hard against her own. "I wanted to impress you." She chuckles, before doing a dip.
“Well, mission accomplished.” Eanne smiled, before noticing a little bit of chocolate on Sitra's cheek that had managed to not get licked off or fall off during the dancing. Without thinking she reached with her tongue and licked it, leaving Sitra's face clean.
"Oh!" She goes red as Eanne licks her. There's a moment of awkward silence between them, before Sitra leans forwards, and Eanne feels the woman's tongue on her upper lip. "U-Uhm, you had a bit there, too."
“Oh, I hadn't noticed. Thank you!” Eanne could tell her own face was a little red. “Let's continue, shall we?” She suggested as her hands moved a little lower down Sitra's back, though not yet to the point where it would be inappropriate.
"Sure!" She smiles and resumes her position. Eanne notes that Sitra's hands are in the same area, as the two women's breasts press against one another.
Eanne chose another slow dance that would let them stay close, pressed against each other – a position she quite enjoyed. As they danced she hesitated whether to risk moving her hands lower. “I'm starting to get quite hot in this dress.” Eanne began when they were half-way through the dance. “Would you mind if I take if off and dance in my underwear instead?”
“Alright, let's finish this dance first...” The pair continued dancing for a bit longer. When the dance was over Eanne pulled away and removed her dress, leaving her clad only in her panties, stockings and garters, all white. “There, much better. Now I don't need to worry about getting all sweaty. Shall we continue?” The noblewoman asked as she rejoined Sitra, seemingly not noticing that her large breasts were exposed due to her lack of a bra.
Sitra gulps, and Eanne catches her looking at her breasts, before swiftly looking away. "Y-Yeah..." She nods, moving back in.
Eanne smirked as she caught Sitra looking, but did not comment, instead pulling the widow close as their bodies pressed together again. This time she chose a dance that wasn't very fast, but had a lot of twirls, causing their breasts to sway again and again as they danced.
Sitra soon forgets her nervousness as she throws herself into the dance, breasts bouncing, and checking out Eanne several times, as they both get into their movements.
Lost in the dance Eanne almost forgot where she was, at long last relaxing fully after all the issues of the last month. After one final twirl the two ended up pressed against each other, Eanne's hard nipples poking into the fabric covering Sitra's tits as they gazed into each other's eyes. Lost in the moment the noblewoman leaned down and gently kissed Sitra on the lips.
Sitra's eyes fly open in surprise, as the world seems to stand still. Then, with another blush, the widow begins to kiss back. At first she's tentative and gentle, but soon she's pressing forward, kissing Eanne with passion.
Before she could second-guess herself Eanne deepened the kiss, kissing Sitra with passion while her hands moved lower, to Sitra's butt.
Reaching down, Eanne feels the other woman's ass through her thin workout pants, in all its curvy voluptuousness. Sitra has no intentions of stopping the kiss, growing even more passionate as their lips touch, and her own hands reach up to cup the noble's breasts.
Eanne lightly fondled and squeezed Sitra's ass through the thin fabric as the two women kissed. When the widow reached up and began groping her naked tits Eanne moaned and deepened the kiss, her tongue poking against Sitra's lips, seeking permission to enter.
