~In the hayloft of the barn, at that same moment~<br/><br/>Dukey let out a half-sigh, half-moan as Clara wrapped her hand around his member, after undoing the buttons on his shirt. He reached forward and continued where she left off with hers, pulling the fabric aside to reveal her bra, and the perky mounds held inside it. Her taut belly and round breasts were slightly less tanned than her arms and legs, revealing her to be the farmer she was. He trailed his lips down from her mouth over her neck and kissed in between her cleavage, as he reached around behind her back to unhook her bra, while she continued to work his shaft. For a virgin, she certainly seemed to know something about the male anatomy already. "Yes, just like that," Dukey whispered to her encouragingly.<br/><br/>Once he finished with the fastening on her bra, he slid the straps down off her shoulders, and began to lick any exposed flesh he could find, moving from one breast to the other, and then up, gliding his tongue smoothly across her skin to where her neck and shoulder met, alternating light kisses with the lapping of his tongue.