Put my hand on her thigh

This was a crystal clear sign of her intentions. I took a deep breath, and placed my hand on her thigh. I didn't want to overplay my hand by going too far, so I tried to make sure the fabric of her dress was between skin contact. As I gently touched her thigh, she spread her legs. Her skirt hitched up, and I found my hand in direct contact with the skin of her inner thigh. Her skin was so smooth, soft, and cool.

Oh well, what the Hell, I thought. I moved my hand up her thigh towards her panty line. As I got closer I could feel the heat from her twat. My pinky finger brushed the crotch of her silk panties. I could feel they were sopping wet. As I went higher, I could feel Samantha's hand moving closer to my cock. I felt her unzip my pants, and my cock sprung free into her waiting hand. I then brushed her panties aside, and felt the trimmed hair around her pussy. I gently rubbed the lips of her pussy until they parted, and my finger slipped into her moist, waiting wetness. She gasped as my finger sank deep inside of her.

Samantha licked her palm, and began to jack me faster as I increased the speed of my fingering. I could feel my orgasm building. I wanted to see my cum spurt all over had hand, but I also wanted to do more with her. How much farther could I go?