As she sat in lace *******;    
damp from her liquids,    
so slick they easily slip,    
down over her pelvis,    
sliding off her hips.    
Thighs parting, legs spread wide.    
Her finger tips,    
the crescent between her lips,    
tracing her slit,  
Pressing,    
Caressing,    
As her waist lifts.    
Her present,    
His gift,    
Turning herself on,    
teasing him like this.