A moan rumbled in Elphaba's throat, very much enjoying those warm, soft hands cupping her mounds pressing, squeezing and playing with pleading tips. Glinda's voice, her hot breathes and obvious sounds of delight at their carnal dance was like kerosene to Elphaba's already blazing lust.<br/><br/>Hungry, hot mouth once again found a pert little nipple and roughly sucked it between her lips, tongue lashing against the tiny captive.  Hips rose and fell, grinding and applying an annoyingly paltry pressure those wet, aching parts, moving as though they were in the act itself. Fingers clawed down Glinda's thighs till she found the hem then instantly slid under, dragging angry red trails up those milky thighs pushing her panties higher, wanting and needing to feel and touch those desperate parts of Glinda.