In response to This post on the GKM. ( . ?thread=52992898)

Santana always knew her girlfriend was touchy. She liked to feel everything. Surfaces, fabrics, hair, you name it. Which is why it came as no surprise the first time Britt asked her to leave her mittens on.

They were squished between the sink and shelved cleaning supplies in the janitors closet frantically making out before first period. Santana wanted to get off before class so she began taking off her thin hobo mittens. Brittany stopped and grabbed her hands. "Leave them on" she said as she brought them to her face. "I like the way they feel, still wet from the snow."

Santana didn't have time to argue. She needed to get off. Leaving one hand on Britts face she moved the other down he body and under her skirt. Brittany's breathing began to quicken. Santana rubbed the outside of her index finger along Brittany's slit while thumbing her clit. Brittany wasn't wearing underwear under her spanks so the fabric was moving with her fingers. Brittany was too distracted by her impending orgasm to notice Santanas need. She would have to get both of them off herself. So she straddles Britts right leg and ground herself onto Brittany's thigh. Sliding up and down, squeezing her own thighs around Britts leg. All the while continuing to rub Britt off with her mittens still on.

Santan's mittens were soaking with Brittany's warmth. She moved the spanks to one side and started slowly prodding Britts entrance. She wasn't sure if the mitten was wet enough for penetration. She didn't have to wait long for the answer. As soon as Britt realized what she was trying to do she reached for the her hand and in one hard thrust pushed the finger in. "Yea san, just like that. Move it in me."

Brittany's eyes were closed tight, her head leaning on a bucket. Watching Brittany get off like this was turning Santana on to no end. She began rubbing and squeezing herself faster on Britts thigh. All the while moving in and out of Britt and thumbing her clit. They were sweating and breathing heavy. "Oh fuck San. Right there. Right ... ther ... aaaaaah. ahhh. ahhhhh. oh fuck." "Brittttt ... B ... ahhh ... fuck". They stood there for a second. Letting their aftershocks and breathing come down.

"Shit B. Were late!"