As we walked along the old dirt road I noticed the autumn trees lining it. The leaves were a mixture of orange, brown, and red. The smell was of cider, even through the smell came from old apples on the ground that have started to rot and smelled fermented. My girlfriend was wearing a wool scarf and beanie hat. Her clothes were tight fitting, but still fluffy enough to keep her warm. The blue jeans she wore framed her two cheeks like a picture, they stood out in their blue color against the brown ground.
We were hugging each other as we walked, and we came upon an old beaten wagon on the side of the dirt road. She sat on it and gave me a look to kiss her which I did. Our lips touched and our tounges started twisting at each other. I was standing between her legs, my penis was already erect but our clothes seemed like they were an impossible barrier between each other’s bodies.