My Untamed Fantasy

In the wild embrace of nature's call,
Priti, I see you by that waterfall.
Your floral top clings to your curves so tight,
Denim shorts teasing under the light.

But it’s not just the view that drives me mad,
It’s the thought of what we could have had.
Beside that haystack, under the open sky,
I’d pull you close, no one else nearby

My hands would roam, tearing fabric away,
Exposing your skin to the light of day.
My huge dick hard, aching to feel,
Your body against mine, nothing but real.

I’d press you against that rough, dry hay,
Your breath catching as I have my way.
But it wouldn’t end there, not by far,
We’d move to the waterfall, under the stars.

Stripped down bare, nothing to hide,
I’d watch as the water kissed your side.
I’d bring the soap, the scent so sweet,
Lathering your body, from head to feet.

My hands would glide, exploring each line,
Your skin so soft, your body divine.
I’d pull you close, my dick against you,
Under the waterfall, where passions brew

My hands would glide, exploring each line,
Your skin so soft, your body divine.
I’d pull you close, my dick against you,
Under the waterfall, where passions brew.

We’d kiss in the spray, as the water poured,
Losing ourselves, craving more.
Your wet hair clinging, your breath on mine,
Priti, in that moment, you’d be mine.

The water would wash away our restraint,
Leaving us raw, without complaint.
I’d taste every inch, savor every moan,
Under that waterfall, we’d be alone.

Priti, this desire is wild and pure,
A fantasy so strong, I can’t ignore.
By that haystack, in the waterfall’s stream,
I’d claim you, Priti, in this untamed dream