"Skip?" Santana shook her head empathically. "You can't do that." She pretended to consider. "Well, that might be rude to some people but I think I wouldn't mind. Plus, then I could figure out what you were talking about, right?"
"I bet you really want to touch yourself now, don't you?" Santana felt like she was ready to die from how horny she was and suspected that Brittney was just as horny as she was.
Slowly, she pulled her fingers away from Brittney. It was hard but she was getting a little freaked out. If she didn't slow down, she'd try to have sex with Brittney and…what would happen then?