Broken Spell

As Taylor's boyfriend called out to them asking how it was going, both her and Gavin sprang back to life. For a few seconds they started blushing and looking away. Taylor then decided to take control.

"We need to get those branches off of your leg. Can you reach it without getting stuck in branches again?"

"I can try, but i don't have too much room to maneuver."

He tried to do a sit up to reach to his ankle, but the branches over him were too low to allow him to reach fully without entangling himself once more.

"No, I can't reach, you're gonna have to give me a hand again."

"OK. Lie back down, I'll have to reach over you to get to it."

As she reached to help her brother's friend, Taylor hadn't thought of the position in which she now was. The two of them were basically in a 69 position, her having her knees parted on each side of his head just over his shoulders. She could clearly see the tent in his pants only just a few inches from her face. Nasty thoughts instantly came to her mind. She couldn't help it. Would she have the self control to resist it? Would she give in?