And like I weigh nothing, he lifts me up on his shoulders. Not his waist. I smile wide, my legs dangling against his back, and he skillfully kisses the spot between my legs, his hand on my ass, his tongue doing things to a place that loves this new sensation. My head peeks through the cornstalks, able to see the cars whizz by on the street that we abandoned. I tense and my mouth falls as he licks a sensitive spot. I grip his hair, my hands on his head for support.
HELLO???? THE REALIZATION OF THE POSITION HAD MY JAW DROPPING.
