Melissa freezes unable to move any slight movement will be detected, her breasts till bare before xyla and the wind blows against her nipples making them harder,

Melissa curses at her hormones as she still feels guilty even when in trouble slowly she removes her hands from her clit as her juices draws out sliding down her thighs,

Xyla glances at her still straining his ears, he hears the lightening of a match and soon after he could sniff tobacco in the air whoever it was must he smoking out here,

Xyla steady his breaths glancing at Melissa he gestures for her to leave as soon as he moves away...