She would, later on, frequently wonder where
Things went wrong. Touching him, under there!
Something came over her…
There in the clover… her
Tits… face… hands… belly and underwear!
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As his hand slid up under her dress,
She sighed “Yes! Oh my God! Touch me! Yes!”
While she pulled down his zip;
She just tickled the tip,
And he came in hand! What a mess!