Abbie gets Aguri's clothes off

Aguri froze in place, jaw dropped, mesmerized by Abbie -- who stood directly in front of him, smiling. She didn't just seem okay with being naked in the woods with a stranger, she liked it.

"Don't you have anything to say?" she asked, teasing him.

Aguri was still. His eyes darted around a bit, almost expecting to see someone jump out and tell him it was all a joke.

"You're allowed to enjoy this," said Abbie. "I mean, if you're actually enjoying this, that is."

Abbie stepped closer to Aguri and put her hands on his chest. She moved her hands around his body, up to his neck, his head, her fingers running through his hair.

"I'll be honest with you, I like it better when someone asks me to participate. But you're so quiet all of a sudden."

Aguri swallowed and caught his breath. "Um. Sorry."

Abbie giggled. "I guess it's okay for now. But if you don't say anything, I won't know what you want me to do."

Aguri still couldn't quite believe this was real. "Okay, um ... how about ... I guess a blowjob? Do you want to give me a blowjob?" He tried to sound casual, but it wasn't quite as grounded as he hoped it would be.

Abbie tilted her head to the side and caressed the side of Aguri's face with her hand. "I would love to give you a blowjob." She put her hands on his chest again, but lowered herself down to her knees in front of Aguri.

"Sweet fuck," mumbled Aguri. He meant it as just a general exclamation of awe, but Abbie took it as a second request.

Abbie looked back up at him. "Maybe after this?" She got to her knees, and rubbed the front of Aguri's pants. She found the zipper, undid the clasp at the top, and pulled his pants down to the ground. He wore boxers underneath. Abbie slid a hand into the fly of the boxers, finding his stiff cock, which she gripped and stroked.

Abbie reached for the top of his boxers, pulling them down. Aguri's dick bounced out in front of her, and she giggled as she took hold of it. She planted a quick kiss on the head, looked up at Aguri, and then kissed it a second time, slower.

Still holding and stroking Aguri's dick, Abbie stood again. She pulled on the front of Aguri's shirt, popping it open -- snaps, not buttons. She giggled at that, too. Together, they got the shirt opened, and Aguri shook his jacket and shirt off, flinging them behind him.