I’m expecting an important letter, and you can run down quicker than them young’uns. Just watch out for them Woodson boys. They ain’t right.”M...ggie turned and trotted down the dirt road. She slowed to a walk as soon as she was out of sight. Tired, she would walk the rest of the way. Looking down, her shirt was still half wet and her tits showed clearly. Her baggy jean shorts hung low on her hips, the beltline just above her pubic hair, exposing her tight stomach. She’d loosened her baler-twine. ..that’s too much,” I whispered. Her nose was pressed into my clitoris as her tongue flicked in and out of my aching little pussy. My right hand formed a fist, and I scrunched up the right hand page of the book. I half yelped, half choked as Gemma nibbled my clit and the juices began to flow from my vagina. The guy stood up and I was horrified that he would rumble us, but he just went to the water fountain and brought me a cup to drink. “Thank you,” I said with difficulty. “You sure you’re OK?”. He was handsome… And he was a man! Not a boy. Tightness began coiling low in my belly. I pushed away all thoughts of the man and instead focused on the trees around me. I slowed my pace, not wanting to arrive home just yet. It was summertime and the sun had many hours left before the moon took over. I strolled down a fork in the path, a familiar route that would take me to a private little pond in which I could bathe before going home. I breathed in the fresh, damp air, grateful for a. She stepped back, unhooked the bra, ran her hands underneath and cupped her boobs as the garment fell to the floor. She moved her hands away and I involuntarily sucked in my breath. Her breast formed perfect matching tear dropped shaped tits, her aroused nipples stood out proud and firm. She pushed them into my face and I reached behind her back and pushed them even closer. licking first one nipple then the other. She squatted in front of me and our eyes met, hers twinkled with excitement and.