Forest walk
You agreed to meet at the edge and go walking in the forest. When you arrived, he was already on the ground and waited in the shadows, to halt stem tree. -- Come, - he took you by the hand and led for almost unseen path. -- On this path almost unknown to anyone and no one on it goes. You left us far enough, he suddenly turned and said to you ... – Take your clothes off. -- Here? -- Yes! Listen, you took off T-shirt and withdrew bra. -- Quite? -- Of course! You took off remaining and went ahead. He selected clothes and moved along. -- Do not be afraid, do not look back, go forward, you heard, and followed by bushes rustle behind. Ty sharply looked and saw that he disappeared. -- Go ahead! -- To hear you from afar. One in the forest, without clothes, sandals in the same light. Shame was colored droplets fear, but little hesitation you still went ahead on the path. A place among the trees. A place in the center of a growing oak, and under a tree you saw him. Naked, he looked at you and you felt like you at the bottom of excitement rises. -- Do not be afraid, no one here ever happens. Exit. Slightly being shy you withdrew under a bright sun and came up to him. -- Garden! You sat at the knees at the edge of bedspreads and has extended them a glass of wine. --
You listened to the forest on the road? -- He asked, looking at you from the bottom up. Ty shook his head negatively. -- It is a pity! But as you sat and looked at how under your gaze rises from his hair black lace dick. The slope to it, you around his lips and began to move slowly. -- You do not listen to me - he made - Do not rush. With these words, he slowly removed from you and put you on the back. Having slided legs apart he touched to your lips. -- Listen forest. -- He said. You tried to listen to the wind rustle in the oak branches over your head, singing birds, and after a while, you felt how wonderful sounds of the forest in the way of weaving his movement language and accessions hands. You absorb smells, saw foliage greens, saw reflected in his eyes. Rustle forests have become a rhythmic, with little change allows you came in, but then immediately immersed in bliss, painted in green hues, against the backdrop of bird trills and wind noise ... You sagged, pressed to wrinkled and stem, and he moving slowly to avoid scratches you ... ... You stand on squatting and you look at the trees surrounding the field ... ... You're at the top, and the wind develops disbanded your hair and your strenuous tickles their nipples. And finally, a long-awaited moment has come when all around you and you calmed down, the last time touched it, felt the sharp reduction in the bottom of your heart. Sagged, you spread their hands toward the sky, toward the sun and a small sun exploded inside you, spreading their beams tremble in all corners of your body.
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