I slip my fingers into my panties. I don't think I can wait for you. The lust growing between my thighs is too much. I need to touch myself. I know I'll see you soon, but I can't wait. I need to find some relief from this aching. I'm already so wet from thinking about you. Knowing how you're going to touch me later causes me to shiver. I close my eyes, knowing how good it will feel.
I want to make myself cum, but I won't. I will wait for you. I know what is to come later when I see you. So much more.