Yes, it's true when I lunged into you with that shoulder tackle that I didn't take the time to see if we would stay dry, despite us sweating like hell from this hot day, or getting completely wet in that nasty looking mud pond, but HEY, what country girl has never hassled in the mud ? None that I know !!! But we are far from rasslin' now as we hit the soft grass and start rolling in a ball of punching fists and kicking legs, not to mention the yanks of hair that are really painful. And all the while, out tits regard each other with the same contempt, as they are going to fight each other no matter what! If ripped shirts weren't enough, just wait until we have to discard or wash them later. You crack me in the face a few times, but I'm sure everyone can see me working over your sides and ribs too as we each get to the top. And finally, the SPLASH, as we both tumble into the water together and, because you are a complete BITCH, I get my face planted in the mud. My own hand yanking your hair back as I lift it out and turn my head to face you. What better way to get mud from your lips than to spit it out right at you. But you never expected my right hand, did you, as I plunge it into the mud and then SLAP it right into you mouth and eyes!!! "Hey, don't complain, WHORE! Some people pay hundreds for a mud pack"!!!!
