It was a mild day in May
My girl and I sat on a bank in the park. A light breeze spread the scent of the flowers, the birds sang - and people passed by, with a little smile at us, we nodded and smiled back. a blanket covered our knees. what nobody realized- my pocket of the trousers had a hole to reach my hand through and her skirt was as well modified somehow. so she squeezed my cock and I fingered labias and clit.

and the birds sang and the people passed by, a peacefull picture.

or to shorten this story: hand in hand, hand in it and it in hand
and the it in it I will descripe later....