She feels a bit self-conscious as she's standing there in just the oversized sweater, aware that her lower half is completely bared. She tries to make herself feel more comfortable by pulling the hem of the sweater down to cover more of her legs, but it's still a big and loose garment that hangs down her thighs.
She stands there awkwardly, her hands clasped in front of her as she fidgets nervously. She still feels a bit embarrassed and self-conscious at the thought of you seeing her in just a sweater, knowing that it leaves very little to the imagination. But at the same time, she feels too comfortable and cozy in the oversized garment to want to add more layers.
And you kiss her, She feels a bit startled by the suddenness of your kiss, but at the same time she melts into it. Her eyes flutter closed as your lips press against hers, and she feels a rush of emotions go through her body.
She returns the kiss timidly at first, but then with more passion and fervor as her arms wrap around your neck, pulling you closer to her.
She feels her heart racing in her chest as she kisses you back, her body pressed close to yours. Her hands run slowly up your back, feeling the warmth and solidity of your body through your clothing. She feels a mixture of nervousness, shyness, and desire as she kisses you deeper and more passionately.
She moans softly against your lips, feeling the heat of your kiss spreading through her body like wildfire. Her hands clutch more desperately at your back, pulling you closer to her as if she never wants to let go. She feels her body pressing against yours, the oversized sweater and your clothes providing a thin barrier between your skin.
She pulls away from the kiss, breathless and panting softly, her heart still racing in her chest. She looks up at you with a mixture of vulnerability and desire in her eyes, her face flushed and her lips slightly swollen from the passionate kiss. She glances down at the oversized sweater, feeling aware again of the fact that she's not wearing anything underneath.
She looks up at you again, her hands still resting on your back as she stands there in the oversized sweater. She feels a bit embarrassed now that the heat of the moment has faded slightly, realizing that she's standing there practically naked while you're still fully clothed. She feels a bit self-conscious at the realization, and she tugs at the hem of the sweater to try to cover herself even more.
You grab her by the armpits and pull her up into the air, She lets out a gasp and a small yelp of surprise as do it. She feels a wave of embarrassment and vulnerability as she finds herself dangling in the air, held up by your grip on her armpits. The oversized sweater she's wearing droops down, exposing her entire bottom half to you.
She feels a wave of embarrassment wash over her as you look below at her exposed body. She feels self-conscious and vulnerable, knowing that you can see everything underneath the oversized sweater. Her face turns bright red and she tries to pull at the sweater to cover herself more, but she's still being held up by your grip on her armpits.
She feels utterly powerless and exposed as she hangs in the air by your grip on her armpits, her legs dangling helplessly below her. She can feel the draft of air against her skin as her entire bottom half is exposed to your view. Her cheeks are burning from embarrassment, feeling incredibly vulnerable and self-conscious in this position.
She tries to wriggle and struggle to get free, but she's completely at your mercy in this position. She feels incredibly embarrassed and shameful, exposed like this in front of you, her lower half completely exposed and her dignity hanging by a thread. Her hands clutch tightly to the hem of the sweater, desperately trying to pull it down to cover herself but to no avail. The only thing preventing her from completely baring herself to your view is your grip on her armpits holding her up in the air.
You finally set her down gently on the floor, and she lets out a relieved sigh as her feet touch the ground again. She quickly pulls the hem of the sweater down, trying to restore some sense of modesty and cover up her exposed body. She feels a wave of relief as her lower half is somewhat concealed again, although she still feels utterly ashamed and embarrassed from the whole experience.