You are noticeably flush by the time we reach the trees.How delightful you looked with the barley heads tickling you as you walked astride the row, th... sun gleaming on your skin and catching your eye with a glint as you looked over your shoulder to open your mouth in an O of exquisite pleasure - yes you like nasty and delightful too, the barley tickling your lips that began to flare from your earlier exhibitionism. I will remember that cheeky display forever now - the sun, your smile, flaring. She leans back on one arm, her palm resting on the bench top, the other arm reaching between her thighs. Her legs drape over the edge, slightly spread, allowing me just a glimpse of her bare swollen and glistening womanhood, as her fingers tips stroke and caress her clitoris. Her voluptuous breasts showcase large, pink areolas centered with succulent, erect nipples that stand high above her ribs, pointing at the ceiling. Fully aroused, I enter the work area, my manhood now pulsing, pushing,. " I could hear the embarrassment in her voice. I gush a bit with the embarrassment of them talking about my smell.Then I heard the girl, "Mommy, she just peed." I felt so naughty getting off on what a little girl said, but the embarrassment was turning me on even more.The mother whispered to the girl, "Remember when you asked about sex and where babies come from? I told you about men sticking their penis in the woman. You said that would hurt but I told you about the lubrication the women make. Time had seemed to stand still, the hands of the clock slowed and stopped by a force more powerful than life. And when they had finished, to rapturous applause, Annalise felt as though she herself had been dancing; breathless, whole, and alive. Only slowly did the kiss of the wine begin to bring her back to the reality she longed to leave behind. The bar had slowly emptied, leaving behind only memories, three women and a barman with a soft smile, humming thoughtlessly yet seductively. Annalise.