She slipped her fingers underneath the knicker elastic. Then slowly stroked her wetness. Denise had a neat dark brazilian and fleshy pussy lips that very few had been fortunate enough to admire. She had no-one at present.
Her velvety lips were moist and warm. Trickling juice kept them wet as she touched herself. As Denise worked her fingers along the slit and put pressure on her smooth hard clit, she felt a greater longing and pushed two fingers inside herself.
Denise moaned; softly at first, but then, as she continued fucking herself, in a dreamy self satisfying frame of mind. Moans escaping her lips became louder and louder. Then she gasped, biting her lip, touching a sensitive spot inside. Denise's fingers became coated in her honey.
A flush rose up her body. She wriggled in her seat; her hair sticking and the glasses falling off her nose, dangling; the whole pristine look had become dishevelled. Denise's breathing became heavy and labored, her lips had become dry and her eyes glazed.
Her back arched.She trembled; electrical sparks zoomed around her body with pins and needles reaching all extremities. She lost her footing on the wall, with both shoes clattering on the floor as her feet dropped.
Lifting the coated fingers up between her lips, Denise pushed them inside her mouth. She sucked hungrily till they were clean.
She barely heard the knock on the door.