In this last story for this travel with my "hippie girlfriend" I was scared, I was full of terror, she asked me almost directly why I loved to see her muddy or wet, I was thinking on a lie, I thought about tell her that I love mud because is the mother nature expression or something like that, but I was nervous, I only made her shut with a kiss and a single cliche phrase "You drive me crazy", but It didn't worked, My hands were cold and In that moment I got an idea, I looked at her and I said "Because, I love your freedom, most people would never be able to jump in mud puddle for fun, most people run to scape from rain but you got wet in it, I don't know any girl who would jump in a pool fully clothed without getting mad" It worked, she kissed me and told me "Tomorrow, let's walk in the forest, to the river and let's try to find a nice, big and deep mud puddle for you and me", and we go to bed, in the next day she kept her promise and we walked in the forest, barefooted, of course I was happy because my secret was safe and I dodged a bullet, after some trail we found a flooded trail and you can guess what happened, she was wearing a long skirt and a blouse with open belly, as soon as she saw the mud puddle, she hold my hands and made me go with her into te mud, she laid down and I kissed her, we rolled and kissed all over the mud puddle, It was perfect, and of course when we got to the river we cleaned ourselves and we enjoyed time, It was a nice day but it was the last, the last two days were relaxed but we had no sex, just stay in the shack, her period began those days and we relaxed, soon we came back to the city and our arrangement of "friends with benefits" was on again, now with the pandemic I haven't seen her but I still have some messages and... no, I haven't got nudes