Miranda nodded and grabbed the belts, carefully undoing them. She pulled them off as Jack’s breasts came bouncing out. “Wow,” Miranda said. “You were right. They do hide more than I thought.”
Jack smirked as she slipped Miranda’s suit off until she was just in her panties and bra. Miranda kissed Jack as she reached for Jack’s pants and pulled them off. She blushed as she was met by Jack’s tattooed crotch. No space left untouched. Jack slipped off Miranda’s panties completely void of any hair. “Damn. It’s been too long since I’ve seen you naked.”
Miranda blushed remembering the dildo incident. She gazed further at the tattoos as she flipped Jack onto her stomach. “Your butt is missing some tattoos,” Miranda whispered. “Maybe I should make my mark on your canvas.”
“Only if I get to ink your perfect ass personally,” Jack smirked.
“I’ll do yours if you do mine,” Miranda said as she climbed on top. “The question I have right now is… dick or vagina?”
Jack raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Surprise me. Don’t tell me you have a strap on tucked away.”
“Is that even a question?” Miranda asked.
“Shit. But I’d prefer doing the pegging,” Jack said.
“We’ll see,” Miranda said. “But you didn’t answer my question.”
“Cheerleader, how about you choose what you prefer instead,” Jack said. “It’ll make things much more interesting.”
“Fine then,” Miranda said.
