As you hold her hand, you feel her pulling it downward. The surface is heaving all around you from your sudden movement. A moment later Amy's mud-covered face re-appears and gasps for air. "Amy, thank God..." - " Oh, Tom, I thought I was... " you both start talking at the same instant. After a brief pause she adds "Thank you, Tom". You just smile at her and get ready to extricate her from that boghole. While lying on the mossy surface you hold both her hands and pull her closer to you and up to her shoulders. Then, as you have her by the edge, you instinctively want to get on your knees and pull her up, but you reconsider. You do not have that much faith in the wobbly mixture of earth and plantlife underneath you. Instead you stay down and back away from the boghole, pulling Amy with you. Doing so you hope to drag her out onto the moss carpet, but it seems you are pulling her through the surface rather than onto it. All that has achieved so far, is enlarging the black peat hole in the surface, which she is still trapped in. You pause and try to think of another approach, but Amy insists: "Keep pulling, I think I can come free this way." And so you do as she asks, holding onto her left hand, while she tries to lift herself up using her right. It seems to work. First her shoulders and then her chest re-emerge from the sucking bog. Her perky breasts are being pressed against the edge of the bog, and then into the soft moss as more of Amy's body is getting out of the bog with your helping hand. For a moment you wonder what is softer to the touch, her breast or the moss. Whichever it is, you have no doubt what you would enjoy to touch more right now. A stern glance hits you and you realize you have been staring at your girlfriend's bosom instead of helping her. You can feel the blood rushing up to your head and resume tugging her towards yourself. For a moment you think you see a sly smile on her face. You can see more and more of her muddy body getting out of the deadly swamp's embrace. Her hips and her ass are already free, only her legs from her crotch downward are still being held by the mud. After three more minutes of struggling those are finally free too. You both take a few moments to rest.
(wake up)