Molly stood watching the couple unable to turn away, her eyes followed the curve of the woman's figure so pale white against the tree. Her eyes took on the vivid green of the curtain the willow provided for her. And as Molly watched, she lowered her mouth to the man's shoulder, never breaking stride in her gyrations, meeting him thrust for thrust. The woman's lips parted, and she carefully set her teeth on his skin, biting down as if to say "this is mine, and doesn't it look tasty." Molly would never have admitted the truth, but it did indeed look tasty. The man's body was golden tanned, and his arms looked strong. Everything about him looked strong. The woman winked at Molly, and licked the place she had bitten.
Molly took a grudging step forward and then stopped, her feet brushing the soft grass as she moved. She looked down at herself, she was wearing pajamas, and not just ANY pajamas, the pair her niece had picked out for her last Christmas, with Power Puff girls and Mojo Jo Jo on the breast pocket. She felt flushed and a little over heated, some of that she knew was embarrassment and she didn't want to admit that the rest of it was arousal. She didn't fit in here, not in this place of glistening perfect waterfalls, and men, and even the women here were lovely.
She turned her eyes back to the tree, to see the man slumping against the woman, his legs which a moment ago had seemed so strong with all the muscles straining and reaching now seemed completely sated. The woman too seemed to be utterly limp as she slipped down to the ground oblivious to, or ignoring Molly's presence.
Molly looked around and saw…
Molly took a grudging step forward and then stopped, her feet brushing the soft grass as she moved. She looked down at herself, she was wearing pajamas, and not just ANY pajamas, the pair her niece had picked out for her last Christmas, with Power Puff girls and Mojo Jo Jo on the breast pocket. She felt flushed and a little over heated, some of that she knew was embarrassment and she didn't want to admit that the rest of it was arousal. She didn't fit in here, not in this place of glistening perfect waterfalls, and men, and even the women here were lovely.
She turned her eyes back to the tree, to see the man slumping against the woman, his legs which a moment ago had seemed so strong with all the muscles straining and reaching now seemed completely sated. The woman too seemed to be utterly limp as she slipped down to the ground oblivious to, or ignoring Molly's presence.
Molly looked around and saw…
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