We dare the pry of wondering eyes moving a bit further into
the woods. The campsite was too busy for
us but we can improvise, especially when desire has reared its wicked
head. I am naked in no time but you
make a game of taking your close off.
Each piece is a calculated slow and deliberate movement by you. Finally all that remains between you and me
is a thin piece of fabric moistened with your lust. I watch you peel it away slowly with a wicked
smile knowing, soon I will be replacing it with my cock.
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