Peach took your hand and led you to a secluded spot behind a tall hedgerow, her heart racing with anticipation. "Here," she whispered, pressing herself against the cool leaves as she felt you slip between her legs. She gasped at the sensation of your hard length pressing against her wetness, wanting you inside her so badly.
With a needy moan, Peach arched her back, offering herself to you and urging you deeper. "Please," she breathed, "take me."