I bite my lip as I see your hands grip your seat, trying to distract and control yourself. You take a deep breath.
"I can't get hard here. I can't get hard here" You mentally repeat to yourself while trying to think of things to make the desire go away.
My fingers trace up my thigh lifting my skirt a little bit until I hear the sharp intake of your breath.

Nothing but silence and the feeling of lust in the air.

I uncross my legs pausing before recrossing again, letting you see the bare skin of my tight pussy dripping with the creamy delights validating I want you just as much as you want me.