Concealed behind the foliage, I had a clear view of Kayla, though she remained unaware of my presence.
Despite our intimate encounter in the pit earlier, she had remained fully clothed then.
Now, however, she sat there in nature's garb, not a stitch of clothing on her body.
Her breasts were perfect spheres, defying gravity, while her rosy n*****s quivered softly with each breath she took.
Perched on the rock, she looked every bit like a seductive siren from ancient tales.
She had her shorts in hand, dipping them in the spring water as she bathed.
Like most women, Kayla was meticulous about hygiene. She wasn't just giving herself a quick wash—she was thorough, even spreading her legs to clean her most intimate areas.
"Everyone needs to wash properly!" she called out to the others. "T
