to them. Hugging along the tree line. Now thirty feet away she could see better. She was a knockout. Big, beautiful boobs. Her blonde hair shining in the pale light. She was perfect. He was well built. A bit of a dad bod with a few tattoos covering his body. She could now see he was well hung too. Velvet could not help herself. Her right hand moved up and started to massage her breast. The fabric was in the way so she pulled it free. The perfect summer breeze felt wonderful