No!

"Well hurry up slowpoke!" Roxie called to me. She was standing at the trailhead already. I decided the truth could wait the only thing worse than listening to the two of them fuck all weekend was listening to them fight.

So I grabbed the last of my stuff and slipped my pack onto my back and headed up after her. I had never been here before but with the confidence in footing and direction Roxie was taking I was certain she had.

The path inclined somewhat and with Roxie in front of me that put her ass at eye level. It didn't help that the crouch of my jean shorts was riding up and rubbing my clit with each step I took. Normally I would love it, but today I was feeling guilty and I didn't want Roxie to know how turned on I was. It was hard though trying to look away from that firm ass waggling in my face. She was wearing a pair of cut offs the bottoms of the pocket being only an inch above the frayed legs.

The further we walked, the more my jeans rubbed, and the wetter my pussy was becoming. I bit my lower lip trying to decided if I could continue further.