I began to lift my none, drawing out the moment when the fabric would finally slide from my shoulders and fall from my body. I made much of taking off my none, moving them down inch by tantalising inch, revealing my lacy none. I stood there for a minute, wearing nothing more than the none, none, and high-heeled shoes. I undid my none, letting it fall from my shoulders, slowly revealing each silky, smooth orb with its pert, light brown nipple. I slid the damp none slowly down my legs, knowing that you had a perfect view of my wet, glistening love canal.