Kinky girl

She lifts the hem of that short frilly skirt with one hand. The other slides lower. Beneath lies a pair of plain white cotton panties, thin enough that the shape of her is clear. A fingertip traces the center seam. Her breath catches. The fabric warms quickly under her touch. She presses a little harder, rubbing a slow circle. The cotton grows damp. A soft sound escapes her lips as she spreads her thighs wider. Two fingers press flat, stroking the whole length of her slit through the material. She bites her lip, watching the way the fabric clings. She peels the panties aside just enough. Slick, pink skin flashes into view. Her fingers glide over bare flesh now, sliding through wetness. One fingertip circles her clit, slow and steady. Her hips lift to meet the touch. She stays right there, open and exposed, working herself with deliberate strokes until her breathing turns ragged.