When she'd done the work of removing the last shred of clothing between them, he kicked his breeches to the side. Their clothing lay flung about around them, and their bare bodies entwined in the grass. Already glistening with some midsummer sweat, Claude leaned down to feel the flesh of his lover touch his own for the first time. Her small breasts crushed between them while his lips sought her own once more, his hands roaming along her form to feel the naked skin of his partner, bringing one of her thighs up to his hips so he could settle between them.<br/><br/>It was accidental, but quite arousing as his stiffening organ dragged along the folds of her sex below, the first such touch he'd ever experienced. He let out a gasp into their kiss, feeling his pulsating thickness pressing up against Miranda's most private of places, and found himself yearning to claim this girl as his own, despite having known her for scarcely a few hours. It was just too perfect.<br/><br/>He continued kissing her with absolute adoration as his hips pressed closer, feeling the grind of their bodies and the pressing of their organs only heightening their arousal and building the heat between them.