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Yamai was hypnotised by the sight, her nose grazing the fabric for a long moment before shoving her face deep in the other girls crotch, inhaling deeply. Komi bucked in her seat in surprise but Yamai barely noticed and just wrapped her arms round Komi's waist to pull her tighter, grasping handfuls of skirt.

She smelt incredible, and Yamai burrowed her face deep, rubbing against the staticky nylon of her tights. She felt herself getting wet, and ground her own crotch against the floor, knees splayed out as she almost prostrated herself under Komi's desk.

Shifting her hands under the dark haired beauty's skirt, she cupped her ass cheeks and squeezed, hands sliding on the fabric.

Komi had started squirming at first, but after Yamai had pulled her in tight surg a firm grasp her ass she'd frozen, something Yamai was thankful for as it made it easier to indulge at her leisure. She continued to thoroughly explore the previously hidden territory that lie under the girl's skirt, enthusiastically pawing her butt and grinding her face into her folds.

Then suddenly a tearing sound jerked Yamai's attention, and she realised in her excitement one of her hands had torn a hole in the tights round her ass.

Raising her head and leaning around Komi's midriff she took in the damage, realising she'd not only ruined a pair of her girlfriend's precious tights, she'd exposed the bright white cotton of her panties and a small sliver of her creamy white skin over one of her cheeks.

Yamai froze in horror, sure that this was a step to far, and that even if Komi was happy for them to discretely rub their relationship on everyone else's face, this was basically tearing her clothes off in public!

Letting go of the girl, she faced up at her goddess, a thousand excuses forming at the top of her lips. But, again, Komi still had the same unreachable expression, and though it had briefly flickered towards her she didn't detect any anger.

In fact Komi was sitting perfectly straight, the picture of poise, resolutely staring straight ahead with her arms clenched across her chest, almost as if she wanted to push away but couldn't bring herself to.

That was ridiculous of course, her goddess couldn't have made her desires clearer to Yamai.