Maya and Rachel sat down on the soft grass flooring while I remained standing for a moment longer. Eventually I lowered myself as well, sitting close enough that our shoulders almost touched.
The moment I settled into place, Maya shifted. It looked almost casual at first — she leaned back as if simply adjusting into a more comfortable position while still looking out the window with Rachel.
But the movement was deliberate. Her full, heavy ass pressed firmly against the front of my leaf skirt, the soft, plush weight of both cheeks settling right over my crotch.
She didn't stop there.
Maya slowly rolled her hips once, grinding the warm, yielding flesh of her ass downward so that it spread slightly around the growing shape beneath the thin leaves.
The soft cheeks parted just enough for the thick heat of my cock to nestle into the valley between them.
