Wrist-deep In His Gaping Hole

As it had in the past the babbling brook welcomed me back.  I found a fallen tree and sat on the moss covered trunk. Xxnx After calming down we both stood and got dressed.  Even as I held her head with one hand and fucked her face, words were coming out of my mouth that I’d only ever dreamed about, or write about. That didn’t stop it from being some if the best sex I’d had  in years. Which was just fine with me, I hated condoms, they never felt right. My eyes tracked her movement through the parking lot and then she was off trotting  to the right in the direction of the “end”  of the trail. It was a  it awkward at first and my cock was still hard, and my head swam from this sudden, yet needed, turn of events.

Wrist-deep In His Gaping Hole

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