almost there

After cutting through a back yard and crossing another street, Laylah's house was in sight now.

"home stretch!" Laylah said.

"Yeah!" David celebrated.

They picked up the pace as fast as David could handle on his bad ankle until finally, at long last, they were in mere feet of Laylah's front lawn.

As they crossed the soft grass, a small rabbit hole caught Laylah's foot in just the wrong way and sent her careening forward, "Wooooah!" she screamed as she fell, dragging David with her.

"OOF!" Laylah said, the wind getting knocked out of her as she hit the ground on her back. David's landing was softer, much softer. David had laded right on top of Laylah, and his face was currently buried between her big, soft tits. He quickly lifted himself as much as he could off of her which wasn't much, but enough to at least not be actively motorboating her anymore, "Laylah! A-are you alright?"

"Uuuuugh, I think so..." she groaned, "but what's that touching my..."

David turned around as best he could and realized the horrific situation he was in.

In the middle of Laylah's lawn, there the two laid, David on top of Laylah. Laylah's legs were spread to either side, and worse still, David's pants had fallen down in the fall, his bare ass greeting the sun as he lay on top of Laylah, his penis pressed against her pussy lips with his shorts around his ankles! To anyone watching it looked just like-

"ARE YOU HAVING SEX ON THE LAWN?!"

The awkwardly positioned duo turned in comedic unison at the voice to their left. It was Laylah's mom, standing there in her in the green, spaghetti-strapped sun dress she always wore while gardening, having just come around from the back yard. She stood there horrified with her hands on her mouth.

"Misses Marsh! I-It's not what it looks like!" David stammered in a panic.

"What does it look-" Laylah's eyes widened with realization at the full situation, her spread-eagle on the lawn with a pantsless David between her legs, "OH GOD! NOOOO! MOM! DON'T LOOK!"