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"Forest Fuck"

We drive to the cabin, but wish for somewhere more alone, away from people, off the beaten path and disconnected from life. Hiking up into the trees we walk all day and into the early evening, we don’t stop until we are about to drop. Together we pitch a tent to make camp. My eyes stealing fleeting looks at her sexy, curvy body. I smile as she strips off her shirt and bra, beads of sweat caressing and dripping from her beautiful nipples. Her bronzed mocha skin beckons me to touch her as my gaze is drawn to a single bead of sweat that runs down her stomach and between her legs that makes her shiver slightly. She knows I’ve been watching her, and she laughs shyly as I catch her watching as I grow harder and harder.

Darkness eventually comes and we’re talking and cuddling by the fire, in love with nature. The feel of her warm, soft, naked skin curled up beside me is all I can stand as I let my hand begin to wonder. First down her arm, pausing to caress her breast before sliding to grab her ass. Our lips meet as her body tightens and her breathe escapees at the feeling of my hand against her flower. “I want you to make me scream under the stars baby” she says to me as she unzips my shorts, moaning happily as her tongue teases my tip, then works her mouth down my shaft.

When she’s had her drink we switch places and I begin my feast on her seductive thighs, kissing, sucking, and licking until I find her flower. I know we are all alone so I take my time exploring every inch of her delicious pussy inside and out until her excitement covers my tongue. “Let me see your booty honey, I swear it’s been taunting me all day.” I say to her as I grab a quivering leg and roll her over and slap her bubbly ass. “Make a mess of me baby” she says as I pull her hair. “Fuck me to my core, tonight I wanna be your little whore.” She cries as I thrust myself between her willing cheeks.

Over and over again we fuck until her she is shaking, sweaty, sticky, and listless shell of what she used to be. With her last bit of strength she says “That was amazing honey, I can’t wait until we can do that again.”
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