‘Easy.’ She whispered softly, ‘I’m right here, Liam.’ She wasn’t sure quite what to expect or what to do, but as she wiggled against him, ...is hold slackened enough to turn. Slowly she wedged her shoulder against his chest and turned, letting out a puff of air. Then his grip tightened again, the pressure so great that she turned once again to face him. Her face pressed against his chest as she slid her own arm around him, her hand sliding over his back and caressing him through his shirt. . When she tried getting up she lost her balance and fell over backwards into a mud puddle. This really pissed her off so she removed all her clothes and her boots and tossed them to the ground. Now, totally naked and bare foot, she took off running naked through a harvested corn field. This turned out to be a very bad idea on her part. She had very tender feet and when she stepped on the cut corn stalks it would hurt the bottoms of her feet and you could hear her screaming ouch, och, och, ouch. Ever so carefully, I move my thumb upward and as my thumb finds the front of her panties, the warmth and wetness is evident. Getting bolder, I move my whole hand over the front of her panties. My thumb begins rubbing her clit as my fingers start moving up and down along the damp fabric, easing it between her swelling lips. She lets go of the bar over my head and her hand slips inside her coat. I hear a snapping sound and, suddenly, her panties fall away from her left leg. I lift my hand up a. Never in all my life had I imagined being in this scenario, but now that I was, there was only one thing to do. With a mixture of arousal, terror and curiosity, I open my mouth, and poked out my tongue. I tasted her. She moaned. Her flavor was unique, the salt of her lust saturating my palate, carried by the honey that leaked from her salivating lower mouth. I tasted her again, and she shimmied upon my face, her cheeks rippling with an excited spasm. I could not help but enjoy the reactiveness.