As we rode out across the field your pigtails flying behind you. I notice how well rounded your butt is in those cutoff jeans. Cut so short I could see the bottom part of your panties peeking out.
I rode up alongside of you and could help but staring at your breasts bounce with every stride. The way they were nestled in your rolled up sleeve plaid flannel shirt, tails tied in a knot exposing your bare midriff.