Holly had slipped off her shoes, and was beginning to tug her tight jeans down when Goran sauntered over, and pushed her down. She didn't know what to expect from him; All guys were different, and she was a little surprised that he was so eager, almost urgent. Her bra was removed by his precise fingers, and soon tossed casually to the side. Holly's back arched when his hands slithered beneath her panties, finding her sex. The big swede would be pleased to know that she was already moistening in anticipation; She had been thinking about his sweaty body even before he had taken off his shirt.<br/><br/>Her fingers clung to the crown of Goran's golden hair as his fingers ran over her lower lips, a soft gasp escaping her upper lips. "Wow..." She said, but Holly neglected to say what else was on her mind. She was thinking that he must have a serious case of blue-balls, here on this farm... That Rio lady seemed pretty enough, but there was something strange about that lady.