![]() ![]() Minutes later they were sitting on the ground enjoying the taste of the sweet berries and sipping on the water they’d brought with them. “C’mon,” she yelled over her shoulder as she made her way toward a patch of the ripe red fruit. Grateful that her outburst interrupted the porno playing in his head, Christian looked up to see that they’d happened upon a clearing. “It’s still a little early, but I think these are wild strawberries!” ![]() ![]() He couldn’t help but imagine them draped over his shoulders while he had his face buried. Not a freckle, scar or birthmark kissed her smooth skin. She wore tan hiking boots and her legs were flawless. She was wearing canvas hiking shorts that weren’t tight, but couldn’t hide she had an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. As they made their way along the hiking trail that led away from the house, Christian couldn’t take his eyes off her perfectly round bottom. He walked behind her as the sun broke through the trees casting rays that resembled sparkling shards of glass. For as strong and confident as Mimi appeared to be, he noticed she couldn’t hold his gaze when there was a lull in their conversations. ![]() He didn’t know how long he’d be able to keep his hands to himself and hoped the cool mountain breezes would stave off some of the physical tension he knew was brewing between them. After a quick breakfast that was followed by an uncomfortable silence, Christian suggested they get out of the house and take in some fresh air. ![]()
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