He found her enjoying the grass under the sun, tickling her bare legs with a feather. She laughed and squirmed, unable to stop enjoying the sensation. He approached her from behind, gently placing his hands on her tickled legs. She gasped as the feather's touch shifted to his fingers, tickling her even more.
He began to tease her, his fingers dancing across her skin as she struggled to catch her breath. She couldn't help but laugh and squirm around, enjoying the ticklish sensation. The sun beating down on them, the sounds of birds chirping in the background creating an intimate atmosphere.
Their bodies pressed together, their hearts racing in synchrony. His fingers never stopping their dance on her legs as she arched her back, moaning in pleasure. They both gave in to the desire that had been building between them for so long, lost in the heat of the moment.
