Wet with anticipation

Ariel's already wet, her damp little panties clinging as she heads down the steps. Every move makes her thighs hum. She knows the game before it starts, knows that hungry stare, and her stomach gives a ticklish flip. Time to outshine her lover with those feet. She plans to tease every inch of him with her toes, drag her sole across his skin, trace him with the soft bend of her arch. Let's see him try to breathe after that.