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Picnic lunch

Picnic lunch

Sun is shinning brightly, it seems there's no one else around, we pick a place under a tree and put our blanket on the ground

We have some nibbles, a bottle of chilled delicious wine, you're wearing a Summer dress, it's a favourite one of mine

We share a lovely salad, a glass of wine, then you stretch out in the Sun, I'm looking at you in that dress, my desires start to run

I slide up next to you, I gently kiss you on your painted lips, I run my hand over you, caressing your sexy hips

Through the flimsy dress, I can feel your sexy shape, I realise you've no panties on, you smile as my mouth just gapes

You part your legs slowly, I look to check we are alone, I run my hand up your inner thigh, my hungry cocks already grown

I find your shaven mound, she's already moist with need, immediately I want to fuck you, to shoot my Summer seed

I slide my fingers in you, I'm sure were in park just us, I pull my trousers lower, as you climb on top i start to thrust

You start to ride me slowly, all the time keeping watch, checking no one's near, I love to fuck in the open, but getting caught is your biggest fear

Grinding down my shaft, your pussy sucks my hungry cock, the sun starts to dip, its getting late it's nearly eight o'clock

I'm not leaving till I've cum so I put you on your knee's, you tell me take any hole, use you as I please

I start to pound You faster, I can feel you start to cum, I take my index finger and guide it deep inside your bum

You start to buck wildly, I hear you groan and moan my name, you tell me that I own you, I hold your hair tightly like horses mane

Fucking you ever faster, I feel I'm gonna start to cum, I ram you with such a force, until at last I'm done

Both laid out on the ground, our picnic, was such fun, we snuggle in a warm embrace and watch the setting of the sun

Written by averageJoe69 (Ron Summers)
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Lunch in the park
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