[She takes a moment to just watch as Kara pulls it off, the uniform tossed aside. Her eyes are hungry, trailing the newly bared skin. Nice. Faith makes no comment on the polka dotted bra, instead leaning down to place her mouth between cleavage and onto flushed red skin tongue swirling and traveling slowly downward. Faith is determined now to make all embarrassment leave Kara just as she's done away with the tears.
Reaching around she unclasps Kara's bra. She doesn't take it off fully once that's done, instead leaving it to hang loosely as her hands come back around to sneak under the fabric and grab hold of each breast, kneading at them in a slow steady pattern that matches the rhythm of her still grinding hips.]
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Reaching around she unclasps Kara's bra. She doesn't take it off fully once that's done, instead leaving it to hang loosely as her hands come back around to sneak under the fabric and grab hold of each breast, kneading at them in a slow steady pattern that matches the rhythm of her still grinding hips.]