Let's see, let's try to give you something substantial to chew on for a short while rather than a half-assed, "Today is Tuesday!" post.
Her hand grabbed ahold of the object of desire. Beads of precipitation rolled slowly down it's length. She traced esses along it's contours, savoring the anticipation of the coming moments. Deliberately and precisely her other hand rose to the top and a single finger flicked out only to be drawn back slowly along the top. It hooked briefly and gave a tug. Immediatly the contents began to seep from the opening, foaming slightly. She focused on the breathy sound, barely audible, that escaped. A hint of flavor wafted up and danced in her nostrils. She moved the object to her face, placing her lower lip along the ridge and her upper lip along the top. Pulling up with her hand and tilting back with her head she let the prize into her mouth. It tickled going down her throat. Sweet was the taste; a prelude of more to come. She moved her hand back down, pulling the object away ever so slightly. Her head tilting forward as she closed her eyes and traced her lips ever so slowly with her tongue. A barely audible satisfied moan of her own escaping.
