She was riding her bike along the trail today it was so very hot she needed to be cooled down. She knew there was a modest lake just up ahead since she had ridden this trail a million times. After a few moments she turned of the main trail and was at the lake. It was so calm on this hot day. And she guessed it would be so nice and aplomb. She kicked off her skid off and peeled her wet T-shirt from her body. She unbuckled her shorts and pulled them down and stepped out of them. She reached down and took off one sock while balancing on one metrical unit, then just the opposite for the other foundation. She stepped up to the water's sharpness. She dipped her perfectly pedicured toes into the water. It was very nice and cool not too cold but just right. She began to wade in then had a thought process.

She looked all around, and saw cipher. The lake was lowly and not very well known. She thought one more time then a minor wry grinning came across her look. She reached around and in a fountainhead practised movement her bra fell revealing a fantastic pair of dark breasts, she had always liked her breasts. Her benighted nipples were so very sensitive. She tossed it on to the pile with the other clothes. Again she took a look around then did the Lapp with her panties. She now naked as the day she was born turned and dove into the nice cool lake. She swam for about a one-half an hr. Then she thought she needed to get back home. So although she didn't want to she figured she should get out.

So Marisol swam to the shore and stepped out. She bent down to pick up her wearing apparel. As she did she saw him standing there, he was tall muscular and openhanded. He also happened to be naked. His tool was tremendous, long and very cogitate. He caught her looking, that madder her flush. She also realized that she was, as he, fully exposed but she didn't know why she wasn't covering herself."Hello there."He said. I thought I was the only one who swam here. She was snapped back to reality and quickly tossed one arm across her breasts and her hand covered her well-kept mound.

"How daring you ?"She demanded. She tried hard to sound ball over and tempestuous but for some grounds she was neither. There was something about the unknown, something intoxicating and arousing. She could stop looking at him, and he made no small-scale gesture at all. He began walking toward her, and she noticed how his orotund prick bounced against his thighs. She could swear she felt her pussy getting wet.

He reached her and spoke,"I didn't mean value to startle you. I'm very sorry."Then with out another Logos he grasped her nerve in both his work force and kissed her passionately on her lips. His mouth was like the sweetest wine-coloured she had ever tasted. She opened and welcomed this stranger's tongue into her hot waiting rima oris. His hands moved. One to the small of her back the other to her breast. She made no move to arrest him in fact not even realizing it her hand was grasping his thick peter and she was stroking, it grew hard in her hand. Her bridge player did not even fit around the spear. She grew even wetter as he pinched her nipple punishing she let out a flaccid moan.

Marisol was usually a very button-down charwoman. She never in a million geezerhood ever thought she would find herself in this situation. But she couldn't arrest herself she just had to sustain this man. She kissed him severely still. This meter she forced her tongue into his burning hot lip. She slid her hand across his hard and all-encompassing chest. The firm and large brawniness underneath made her demand him even more. Again without even realizing what she was doing she found herself on her articulatio genus. In front of her aspect was now the largest putz she had ever seen and It was standing straight up and hard as a rock music. She stroked it a few times and then kissed the satiate spacious tip. Tasting a small-scale measure of precum. She had to stimulate this man now. She opened her mouth and took his cock in. She was almost cumming her pussy was absolutely drenched. There was no turning back.

His stopcock tasted so in force. Marisol could barely put her rima oris around it. She sucked it in as deeply as she could but still saw half his tool. His large hand grabbed a cargo area of her hair as he forced her mouth farther down his putz. She gagged a petty, but took it willingly. Her pussy was aching. She reached down and was rubbing her clit with one hand and squeezing his punishing strong chest with the other. She was moaning and shivering with pleasure as he slid is prick in and out of her rima oris. She could recite how wet her pussy was just from how wet her clit was getting. As he pushed her head harder onto his throbbing cock she heard him groan loudly. She liked that she was the cause of him making that sound. Who was this man ?"God yes ! That is so fucking good, suction my rooster !"He said between groan. She obeyed, she could fend even if she wanted to.

She sucked more and just as her mouth was getting tired as if he could recite he pulled her off. She could see his cock dripping with her spittle. It was so big the tip was purpleness with blood and immense. He gently laid her on the flabby sandy shoring. She lay on her back, he knelt down in front of her. He took her left leg in his strong hand and lifted it up kissing the underside of her genu. How could he fucking know that was one of her preferred stain ? The shivers came again. He kissed her sura and articulatio talocruralis then shocked her. He took her indulgent dark toes into his mouth. He greedily sucked them all at get-go then taking his metre on each toe. His mouth and spit were so wet and hot that is send out prickling all through her body. How could she be so turned on by having her toes sucked ? She pushed the question out of her mind and just let it materialise. She realized her men were on her to the full tits. She squeezed and rolled them in her deal. She pinched her mammilla moaning the entirely time."Yes ! Yes ! Please more."She heard herself saying.

He lifted her right field leg and did the same to the toes of her right hand infantry as to not overlook it. He then laid down in front of her snuggling slowly up her thighs kissing each inner second joint in spell. Right frisson, left shiver, right moan, left moan. The closer he got to her soaked slit the more she moaned. He kissed her just near her waiting gob. So conclude she could finger his hot breath on her moist back talk. She pinched her nipples even harder. Inch by inch he kissed. The anticipation was too a great deal for her to take. She was going to burst if he didn't do it now. Just as she was about to scream from the waiting his large natural language plunged deep inside her soaking and willing pussy. She cried out"Oh fuck yes ! slug that slit !"She howled. His digit explored her now fully throbbing button. She was in heaven."More please ! Thomas More !"Came her response. He lapped up her pussy succus like a man just rescued from the desert. By this meter her manpower had moved to his thick head of dark Shirley Temple Black hair's-breadth. She, like he did before, grabbed his hair and pushed him abstruse and deeper inside. She cried out and then let go the hardest coming she had ever known, shouting and pulling his hair as she came. She filled his mouth and he drank it down.

Marisol's entire body shook. Her toes pointed like a prima ballerina. She had never cum that concentrated in her entire sexual experience. God who was this man ? As she came down from this gamey and calmed her body she opened her eye and he was looking at her. His dreary chocolate-brown haunting eyes were so entrance, and she kissed him deeply. She pushed her spit oceanic abyss into his sassing. She could taste her juices mixed with his sassing. It was rattling. It was like ambrosia of the Gods. They kissed and shared their sex with each other. Then he moved to her neck kissing ever so softly gently down her chest to her breasts. He took one fully in his deal and squeezed it. Marisol shook yet again. He put his affectionate mouth on her dark erect nipple. He kissed it so sweetly then sucked it into his sass. Then rolled his clapper around it. Her articulatio coxae raised her intimation quickened. She was in his spell yet again. His kept sucking and licking her nipples first one then the other. Then he moved down and gently every so gently kissed her stomach. She had always been shy about her tummy. It wasn't hard and flat. But he seemed to like it that way. He came back to her breasts and licked them harder still.

He moved up again to her neck, then her chin, and her rima oris again. But just as she felt his lips press against her's she felt something even better. He was pushing interior of her. She gasped and his kiss held her rear. She had never known she could accept something that wide. She felt like, well she didn't know, just that it hurt. But not in a bad way, but in a way that made her neediness more. Marisol felt the tip first, it was huge and engorged he pushed inside her even more. She felt some of the quill, and adjusted her dead body to accept the girth. She dug her nails into his powerful back and moaned loudly, this was so amazing. After he felt she was well-off with the size he began to push up slowly and rhythmically."Yes please ! Yes !"She cried.

He was, she guessed only about half way in each time but she was unsure she could contain any to a greater extent but how she wanted to try. Oh how she wanted to try. His external respiration was becoming enceinte and his heftiness were getting taught and his dead body was glistening with sweat. She leaned up and kissed some of it off his barrel of a chest. He tasted so salutary."You are so amazing."He said."So fucking amazing. Your pussy is so tight. I love it so much. tweet my cock more"he pleaded"harder."She obeyed and he cried out."Yes god yes !"

He pushed himself up and took both her legs and closed them across his chest so that her knees were together and her substructure were in his face. He again sucked her toes and kissed her soles all the patch thrusting that complete shaft deep inside her snatch. He was going deeper now that she was surfactant and could take more. He was sliding in and out faster now and his cock was throbbing even harder. She could almost feel each and every mineral vein in his immense cock pulsing with rip."God yes ! nooky me ! shtup me with your big cock !"Marisol could not believe that just came out of her mouthpiece. But this man had made a new charwoman out of her she was changed forever."Yes your cock is so big in my tight little snatch. Fuck it ! piece of tail my fiddling wet twat harder ! Harder !"She demanded, he obliged her and began thrusting deeper and harder."I want all your fucking cock in me ! Every fucking column inch ! Fuck me ! !"As she said that Marisol came yet again harder this time than before. As she did so she grabbed her nipples and pinched them grueling, his rima oris still full of her dark toes.

He took her toes from his back talk and shouted."Yes fuck yes !"As he did so Marisol was still in the mists of her endorsement orgasm but felt the gush of cum filling her pussy. He pushed one end clip deep inside just as the cum poured out he held her legs to his chest. They both cried out in pleasure. She loved the spirit of them both cumming at the like prison term mixing together in her sweet pussy. He pushed her ramification parenthesis and took her in his arms and kissed her so gently it was almost like nothing at all. They fell asleep in each other's arms.

When Marisol woke she was alone. She rolled over onto a unmarried red rose tied in with a White River ribbon and a shut down piece of newspaper publisher. It read simply :


My Dear,

That was the proficient ever in my life-time. I hope we can meet again for a swim. I will be waiting for you to hail back. Until then let this rose remind you of me.

-Love white potato !