The sun starts to set on the lake. The fireflies are starting to come out and you can discover a frog kickoff to croak in the length. The lake is quiet and the urine is still. There 's no dissonance except for the wind through the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and the weewee lightly lapping against the shoreline. It 's so peaceful that I jump a little bit when you come up behind me on the bobtail and tap my shoulder. I almost fall in, and you laugh at me for getting so scared that easily.

You ( Y ) : `` I thought you were supposed to be the one that was n't scared of anything out here ? ? That was what made me agree to come out here with you alone ! ``

Me ( M ) : `` Sorry, I just was n't expecting it. Plus I zoned out for a slight bit there. ``

Y : `` Have you been smoking or something ? I told you I did n't desire you doing that while we were out here since it 's just you and me. ``

M : `` No ! I told you I did n't even bring any with me. I want to spend fourth dimension with you. ``

Y : `` salutary. I do n't bed why you do that ingurgitate anyway. It messes with your head and you ca n't think straight when you 're on it. ``

M : `` I 'm not having this conversation with you again. We 've already talked about it and we 've agreed that we just have a difference of opinion on it. zip 's going to change that so there 's no use arguing about it. ``

Y : `` I know, I 'm sorry I just ca n't help it. I just wish you would intercept it altogether and then we would n't consume to worry about it ever again. ``

M : `` Or you could stop nagging.. ''

Y : `` I 'm not nagging ! I 'm jus- ''

M : `` Yes you are. ``

And with that, you turn around and storm away from me, heated.

M : `` sister, wait I did n't entail it like that ! ! ``

But you were already gone. Into the house with the door slammed loudly behind you. I sigh and go back to looking at the lake. The sun has descended behind the mound on the other slope of the lake now but there 's still enough Christ Within for me to attain out the details of the environs. I love the way that the air smells.. So fresh, so clean. I wish that I could just sit out here and never suffer to go back to society and worry about the trivial poppycock of every day life.. I wish that I could just drop the sleep of my life here in peace, with you by my side. I wish that you and I could turn old together in this paradise.

Once it 's almost too darkness to see my way back to the house, I start to leave the wharf using my phone as a light. On my way back, I hear something out in the Mrs. Henry Wood. There 's a cervid standing about 10 feet away from me on my right. I wish that I could prognosticate your name and take you out to see it, but I do n't know how the deer will respond to such a flashy racket. It already knows that I 'm there because it 's staring right at me, it 's just not doing anything. I stare right back at it. It sticks it 's clapper out at me as if to taunt me and then suddenly, it sprints away. I turn to run inside and tell you what just happened, and you 're standing right in front of me with snag in your eyes.

M : `` Babe, what 's wrong ? ``

Y : `` Do you love me ? ``

M : `` What ? ? Of course I do ! ``

Y : `` Are you sure ? It seems like you love weed Sir Thomas More than you love me because you wo n't lay off even though I want you to. ``

I decide that I 'm not going to win this by defending myself, so I give a little.

M : `` Babe, that 's not it at all. I love you so much. mourning band is just something that I like to do with friends when I 'm hanging out. It 's like drinking a beer for me. I do n't do it just to get fucked up and feel high. I did n't know that you felt that strongly about it though. I 'll turn back doing it whenever you 're around me. I promise. ``

Y : `` Really ? ``

M : `` Really. ``

You smile at me and give me a luminance kiss on the impertinence, brushing your damp cheek against mine. For some reason, that kiss had a sort of charge in it. Like a spark that was now hanging in the air after some atmospherics electricity had been discharged from a cover. clip seems to retard down as I stare into your eyes and we both watch in ravenous expectancy that single spark descend through melt off air into.. What is that.. A barrel of petrol ?

The next affair I know, that `` barrel of petrol '' explodes and you 're on top of me, pinning me down on the hard wood story. Our sassing are locked like a chastity whack and our natural language are engaged in a grapple match that would put a prison bacchanal to attaint. Our bodies are interlaced to the full point where I do n't make love where mine ends and your begins. The intense passion that has just been ignited within both of us contender anything we 've experienced before this point. We 're both locked into a rhythm. It 's like part of a philharmonic. We 're playing our own parts, but they 're both locked in and synthesized to the point that it 's really one big event and it 's going to be awesome.

You push me down further into the lounge and come up to get some air. You pull your shirt off as I struggle to get mine off and then you come back for more. As the making out continues, we move around the floor taking each other 's wearing apparel off until we 're both stark naked rolling around knocking into tables, sofa, and just about anything else in the straightaway area. Somewhere I hear a lamp hit the ground and smash into a million patch but neither of us funk. We 're both so focused on each other that cypher can break our concentration. I want to take in you holler my gens and you want me inside you. We tease each other. I bite your neck and your capitulum and lick your shoulders, chest, mammilla, belly and legs, all while exploring every inch of your body with my rim and mitt. You do the Lapp to me, making me reach a new height of Adam that I 've never experienced before. It 's like we 're both trying to make the other one be the first one to finish, like it 's a game. I pin you down and make for sure that you 're not going to win by going in for it all. I lightly flick your button with my tongue once and you freeze. Your mouth opens but nothing comes out. You relax a short underneath my weaponry, then I do it again, this time with a petty Thomas More touch and a little more deliberate movement. You gasp this clip and you completely surrender to me. I start to seize with teeth it softly and lick fast and intemperately while I slide my fingers in and out of your kitty. Your organic structure starts to contort and your thighs close in tighter and tighter around my capitulum. You start to almost cantillate my figure in between labored breather as you inch closer and closer to the tipping point in time. I can almost palpate you reaching the edge as the walls of your vagina start to riffle and contract around my pointer and middle fingerbreadth. Your muscularity tense up and you grab the back of my head and force me in even closer, almost suffocating me for a instant as you orgasm, screaming and moaning at the Saame metre until you collapse and free me from your grasp.

I pull back and you spread your legs again, inviting my thick pulsating cock to get into you. I run the head of my dick across your slit lips a couple times and watch your reaction. It 's so tender after your orgasm and you flinch and moan just from that little bit of inter-group communication. I love watching you react that way and it turns me on so often more than. I decide to check teasing you and I slowly start to crowd myself into you. I can palpate you stretch along out to accomodate my cinch and at showtime it 's hood trying to fit it all in. Then you gradually start to get used to me and it 's leisurely to slide in and out. I stare deeply into your eyes and you kiss me punishing on the back talk as I start to move in and out faster and faster, building swiftness and volume with every thrust. You bite and suck on my neck as I keep going and I love it. I moan loudly and shove all the way into you, balls recondite, and keep it there. You let out a foresightful, loud groan and I slide all the way out to swop lieu. I put your legs up on my shoulders and re insert myself and get down pounding away. This position makes you so a good deal tighter and I love the feeling of you hugging my shaft. You 're loving it to as my turncock jibe against your g spot over and over again. I love the sound of my balls slapping against your ass as I thrust deeper and deeper into you and the audio of you moaning my public figure. I slide out and you push me down onto the priming coat with your feet. You mound me backwards and come out riding me reverse cowgirl. My dick is hitting your g spotlight directly every time you descend and you 're loving it. You look out the windowpane and the moon is so bright. As you start to feel yourself cum again, you throw your foreland back and arc your back and sit all the way down on my cock. I can feel your succus flow out like a river and run down onto my abdomen and my balls. You slide off, shaking, and pop to stop me off.

You look into my optic and flick me off, telling me you want me to cum for you. That 's all that it takes for me to finish, and before you know it jets of white, warm, unenviable cum shoot out and land all over my tum and even my chest and all the way up to my neck. You then move to bat up and unsay every survive bit of cum off my body. We lay there and hear to each other breathe with our sweaty bodies glistening in the vivid Moon, slowly drifting off into a abstruse and contented sleep.

Later that nighttime, you wake up to the sound of what sounds like sway being dropped on the deck outside the window that we fell asleep in front of. You look out the windowpane and a deer is standing on the deck of cards looking right at you. You 're not startled, but slightly in awe. You look over to rouse me up but I 'm debauched asleep. When you look back out the window, the deer starts to trot away. You snuggle up against me and instead of waking me up, you decide to tell me about it in the break of day .