Countryside romance

Come on, baby, let's soak up nature naked together. Sandy yanked me down onto her blanket spread across the damp grass. Usually the summer wind cooling my wet cunt turned me off, she whispered, but tonight the warmth settled right between my legs like a lover's mouth. She pushed my thighs apart. Her fingers slid through my slick folds and found me already dripping. I gasped. She laughed, soft and low, the way you laugh when you know you own the evening. I arched my back on the blanket. Her breath drifted up my belly as she traced my opening, teasing me open with slow circles. The breeze died for a second; heat pooled thick and sweet between us. When her tongue finally pressed flat against my clit, my hips bucked up into her face and the silk of the grass clung to my sweating skin. She moaned into me, the vibration rolling through my whole body, and I forgot where the wind stopped and I began.