Ruby climbed a gate and reached with a hooked stick for some fat berries above us. It was not so much the sight of her lacy underwear as the whiff of cunt catching my nostrils that made my ever-ready prick begin to twitch and stir. I stood right underneath her and looked up, hoping the legs of her knickers would sideslip and let me see the crack. It didn't; and becoming aware of my manoeuvres, she climbed down. As she did so I pushed my hands into the voluminous petticoats, trying to grab a feel.
"Bobbin!" she exclaimed, flushed and furious: "how dare you!"
I kissed her, but she turned her mouth aside and my lips went on her ear instead. I tried to get at her breast, but she was bodiced up in an old-fashioned way that gave me no opening: I tore the collar, which made her angrier than eve
