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                                    267clitoral area. %u201cThat%u2019s lovely, Henry. Not too fast yet.%u201d She bent down and whispered close to his ear, %u201cI don%u2019t wish to feel bliss yet. I want the excitement of removing my breeches. You understand?%u201dHenry appeared to nod his head several times, which made her wonder.Fifteen minutes later, Henry and Hazel reached the stream. She got down and walked Henry to the water. %u201cHere, love. Take a long drink from that beautiful pure water.%u201dHenry moved forward and started drinking. Hazel reached into the saddlebag and fetched out several sliced apples, a pack of sandwiches and a small bottle of orange juice. She looked around and saw the grass was longer a little further away upstream.%u201cHenry,%u201d she whispered to him as he drank. %u201cI%u2019ll leave your treat here for you to have when you finish drinking. I%u2019ll be lying in that tall grass eating my treat. Please remain here until I return.%u201dShe placed the sliced and chopped apples down beside him and walked along to the tall grass. She sat and unwrapped her sandwiches. She started eating them, sardines and tomato. She became amused by the thought as she sniffed the sandwich%u2014the smell of sardines. It reminded her of... she pushed her hand down into and under her breeches, felt herself, brought her hand out and tasted it; the same taste, the same smell. It turned her on.She put down the sandwich and looked around. Henry was still drinking. No one was here other than the two of them, she thought. She laid back into the grass and undid her breeches, pushing them down and loving the exposure of her intimate parts to the warmth of the sun%u2019s rays. She wanted to open her legs, but they were trapped by the breeches. Already rubbing herself, she wanted to increase the excitement. Throwing away caution and any means of back-tracking, she pulled off her riding boots and pushed the ensnaring breeches off her legs. She opened them wider and closed her eyes.She rubbed herself faster, her finger-a demon, lost to lust and no Slime
                                
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