At last she drew back far enough to look up at his face. He still felt her thighs touching his, the blonde patch of hair brushing lightly against the base of his c**k.
"I'm a mess," she said. "Let me wash off first."
Jud nodded, running his hands gently down her back and across the outward flare of her flanks, then dropping them to his sides, and taking a step back.
Again her eyes descended to his rigid prick. Then she glanced down at her own blonde mound, as if taking note of the difference between them. Then she moved past him and plunged headlong into the shallow water, submerging completely and staying under for what seemed like a long time. At last she came up, gasping for breath.
She stood, several feet from him, just watching, waiting for him to make the next move.
Jud was stil
