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The picnic
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The picnic We walk hand in hand in the woods Soaking in the sunlight Until we come across a secluded glen I pull out a blanket That is stowed in the pack I wear Laying it down in the tall grass As we lay there I pour some wine And we talk about our plans Little does she know Im thinking of a scheme of my own. I kiss her deeply The wine sweet on both of our lips Soon i am touching her As we kiss long and hard She moans at my touch Caressing her face Stroking her hair Undressing her slowly And she does not resist Her hand rests upon my shaft And her eyes open wide As I am already so hard Her legs part involuntarily Allowing my fingers access So wet, so sweet As I lick the juices from my probing fingers I bend down to taste her more fully She invites me completely Soon she is orgasming And I am ready I position her on all fours And enter her from behind My hand in her hair As I thrust deeply into her The head of my cock rubbing her cervix I grind my hips And she responds by twisting her hips Our cries of passion not unnoticed By hikers nearby We dont even see or hear them So deep into our passionate play Soon, I am at that point I cant hold back I empty myself into her Breeding my lover And she shudders as my seed Is deposited We then hear applause From our unseen audience It excites us And we make love again On our picnic in the woods |
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You are always invited to partake with me. Lol
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