...pples were as hard as they could get, causing the sensation to be heightened even more as she continued to circle her finger over the leathery-textured nipple. Shepard watched quietly, his breathing picking up, faintly, but all the same, it was noticeable. Tali smiled softly, slipping her tongues, which she had brought back together into one single tongue, over her lips just a touch, as her hand slipped down her flat, smooth, limber tummy and then to the upper ride of the skimpy undergarment she wore. What had he called it, she asked herself. A thong? She liked the sound of the word, for some reason. Slowly, she slipped the tips of her fingers underneath the ridge-lining and in an agonizing, tauntingly slow fashion, peeled it down, revealing the uppermost portion of her cunt and then the rest of it in slow motion. Shepard slowly watched as more of her pussy was uncovered. It just reconfirmed what so far he had found out about Tali; quarians weren't too physiologically different than humans. As Tali slowly slid one of her fingers along the inside of her slit, Shepard noticed something.
“Uh...so, quarians don't have, a...like, a clit?” he asked, he words sounded jumbled and awkward even to him, but curiosity just had the upper hand against him this time. Tali quirked an eyebrow at him, an almost bemused look in her eyes, her hand stopping.
“Of course we do.”
Shepard, still curious, unable to find any t...