I stayed on my knees between her spread thighs, the hay soft and slightly prickly under me, the stable wrapped us in perfect, peaceful quiet.
We were completely alone—hidden away from everything and everyone. No voices, no demands, no world waiting outside these wooden walls. Just Madison and me, finally able to lose ourselves in each other.
Gods, I had missed these little escapes with her way too much.
I missed the way her thick, soft thighs felt trembling under my hands with us just alone. Missed the sweet, heady scent of her cunt filling my lungs and having her all to myself like this.
I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her soaked panties and slowly dragged them down her legs, letting the drenched lace peel away from her dripping pussy. Once they were off and tossed aside, I spread her thighs even wider, my palms pressing firmly into the plush flesh, holding her completely open for me.
