Inked Sapphics Explore Each Other’s Tight Backdoors

It had been almost a year since I started spying on Shelly. I needed to find a shovel to dig for worms. Txxx We stopped at the barn along the way. As I made my way along the banks, I’d jump each time I flushed a bullfrog from the shallows. I was in a panic, thinking this was it. As I came up on her, I was sort of taken aback because she had taken off her shirt completely. She was still whispering something barely audible. I didn’t fight her, but I probably could not have removed my hand if I wanted to. I hadn’t noticed until just then that she had not been wearing a bra. Maybe that’s why she held me off for so long. She moaned softly and gave up several more thrusts. I know I had no clue as to what exactly I should be doing, but with Shelly gently guiding me, I must have been onto the right spots. It was a picturesque setting. This worked well for all because he also maintained the barn, mowed the grass as needed, and checked in on Grandma. I needed to find a shovel to dig for worms. I didn’t fight her, but I probably could not have removed my hand if I wanted to. I was puzzled for a moment until the last fold opened and revealed a condom. I guess I was still in shock because, even though I hadn’t answered her, she suddenly reached down, hooking her thumbs in the hem of her shorts and panties and slid them down.