The Book of Lucia, Chapter VIII - A Chaste Rain

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Even the beads of sweat starting to glisten upon the body of the Frenchwoman were having trouble finding room between their ample bosoms as the pair kept up the pressure, Natasha's heart rate quickening along with the fervor of their grinding. This wasn't enough however, not nearly enough for either of them she knew without a doubt, but before she could act upon an idea of her own she spotted an inviting grin on the blonde's lips. The sight of it breathed yet more air into the fire that was the desire burning within her breast. She had thought to delay their first kiss, keep it as a carrot on a stick Chastity would have to chase for a while, but that grin had her changing her mind.

Natasha relented and leaned in quickly to taste those lips but just as their lips were about to meet Chastity played her trap and Natasha, who could barely utter a surprised "Hey!" in response, was dragged through the air and slammed down onto her back! Of course mud splattered all over the both of them, their relatively clean time in the fight having come to a swift end as muck now dotted Natasha's sides and soaked into her long blue mane. Chastity wouldn't come out unscathed by the mud but Natasha doubted the fake nun cared anything about that.

The muddy pit was just deep enough to cushion her landing without her then sinking down into its depths even with the extra weight of Chastity on top of her. Her grip around the nun's back had come apart during the slam but Natasha couldn't keep her hands off of her for more than an instant, reaching up to sink her muddy fingers into those bouncing tits above her both to grope to her heart's content and to stop the woman from changing up her mount on her too easily.