Elphaba's fingers were momentarily denied their exploration when Glinda sat up onto her knees, the slight weight lifted from her skirt, but those eager fingers quickly found their way once again, prodding deeper into the swollen, dewy petals, caressing and blindly exploring this new terrain.<br/><br/>Elphaba squirmed in her seat, the stinging wetness by now saturating her own panties and making her skin uncomfortable and somewhat irritated down there but once again she stopped Glinda's hands before she could get too far and took a moment to yank up her long skirt until the hem lay across her upper thighs, exposing so much of those thin green legs.  Next, taking Glinda's hand, she guided her up between her writhing thighs making sure those fingers went no higher than the necessary and even then her heart thudded, some of her lust quailing in nervous heat.