I wrote this on Twitter one evening in September last year. Figured I'd collect the tweets into one post for those who missed it:
She sunk her lips into her neck, kissing tenderly down to her cleavage...
Sliding her hand beneath her skirt, she rubbed the pad of her thumb along her panties lowering them down slowly.
Her eyes wrinkled at the corners, mouth opening with nothing escaping but a deep gasp as she worked one gradual knuckle into her.
She slid her fingertip along her now glistening lips and then vanished her finger completely inside, sending her hips up, trembling.
They spiraled out a feverish shockwave of energy and tension, a mix of infinite lust and love, a chemistry that could hardly be explained.
She was soon across her lap, the two of them kissed deeply, lipsmacking, breaths like people coming from twenty leagues and nearly drowning.
Her hands were all over her skin, jockeying around to get herself across her thigh so she could roll her hips, grinding forward and back.
Their bodies became electrified, trembling from excitement and lust and a mad sort of need to have each other that bordered on cannibalism.
A ghost-like exchange rose between them of whispering, gasping "Oh God!"s and "Yes!"s, moans and whimpers, a stream of hungering.
She wedged her fingers between her legs manipulating her accelerating gyrations while she wrestled her hand down her shorts, digging rubbing.
She pulled her hand to shove her fingers into her mouth to suck and then kiss her deeply.
They laughed as they necked and the heat of the day fell before the heat they created.