I don't know why Gran had done all this, but I was eternally grateful, I hadn't been able to be with Lay in this way since we had done it in the outskirts of Dublin. I wanted to be with her, I wanted to bristle with the touch of her skin, to feel her natural perfume, she didn't know how much I needed it.
Besides, I had been holding back the desire to make love to her for days. After the sweet kiss we gave each other, regardless of whether Gran had left or not, I began to undress Lay, who put up no resistance, and laid her down on the grass.
I admired each one of her scars, I found it sexy and sad at the same time, her whole body was full of them, but for some reason it incited me to want to run over them with my tongue, so that's what I did.
Every time I passed through areas where she was more sensitive she let out little moans, near her chest, her armpit, neck and pelvis were her sweet spots, so those were where I took more time to play with my tongue.
