... or maybe not?

Relaxing my legs into a slightly more spread state, and wiggling my bum down a fraction to get the bottom of my rolled skirt to the top rim of my panties, I peek around, making sure that I share company with no one else but the sunset...

"Hmmm... where's a good mouth when you really need it..." I whisper to myself as I begin to stroke a fraction to either side of my panties, my hips unsettled by the action. My breathing getting deeper relaxes my body and I bend my knees inward feebly, as I my eyelips droop downward, my body almost feels a slow tongue circling around my erect, nervous clit. Growing progressively wetter and more aroused, I feel my hands on either side of the panties covering my moist region grip firmly around down to the bottom of my bum, my palms massaging in waves as I slide my thumbs under the sides of my panties and slowly slide up and down my wet lips.