Dirty Wet Feet

Shona prances barefoot through the rose garden, her sheer nighty clinging to every curve like it's in on the joke. Mud and water trade places on her toes with each step. Clark sneaks up, scoops her off the ground, and drops to his knees to worship those filthy feet. They skip the bedroom and fold together right where they stand, skin against grass, soft grunts mixing with the rustle of leaves. He licks her clean, she strokes him hard, and they chase quick, sharp orgasms that leave them laughing and panting under the sun.