The sun starts to set on the lake. The fireflies are starting to come out and you can take heed a frog kickoff to gnarl in the distance. The lake is quiet and the water is still. There 's no noise except for the wind through the tree and the pee lightly lapping against the shoreline. It 's so peaceful that I jump a little bit when you come up behind me on the dock and tap my shoulder. I almost fall in, and you laugh at me for getting so daunt 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 concord to come out here with you alone ! ``

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

Y : `` Have you been smoking or something ? I told you I did n't need 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 work any with me. I want to pass time with you. ``

Y : `` Good. I do n't cognise why you do that gorge anyway. It messes with your head and you ca n't mean 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. goose egg '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 like you would stop it altogether and then we would n't cause to occupy about it ever again. ``

M : `` Or you could break off 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 : `` infant, wait I did n't stand for it like that ! ! ``

But you were already gone. Into the sign with the door slammed loudly behind you. I sigh and go back to looking at the lake. The sun has descended behind the Hill on the former side of the lake now but there 's still adequate visible radiation for me to make up out the details of the surroundings. I love the way that the air smells.. So fresh, so sporty. I wish that I could just sit out here and never feature to go back to club and worry about the piddling stuff of every day life.. I wish that I could just expend the rest of my lifespan here in peace, with you by my side. I wish that you and I could rise old together in this paradise.

Once it 's almost too dark-skinned to see my way back to the theater, I start to leave the dock using my earpiece as a illumination. 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 rightfulness. I wish that I could call your name and land you out to see it, but I do n't love how the deer will react to such a loud noise. 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 tongue out at me as if to rally me and then suddenly, it sprints away. I turn to run inside and recite you what just happened, and you 're standing right in front of me with rip in your eyes.

M : `` sister, what 's wrongfulness ? ``

Y : `` Do you love me ? ``

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

Y : `` Are you sure ? It seems like you love weed More than you eff me because you wo n't stop 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 : `` sister, that 's not it at all. I love you so much. Weed is just something that I like to do with supporter 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 sense high school. I did n't know that you felt that strongly about it though. I 'll stop doing it whenever you 're around me. I promise. ``

Y : `` Really ? ``

M : `` Really. ``

You smile at me and give me a perch buss on the cheek, brushing your damp buttock against mine. For some reason, that kiss had a sort of boot in it. Like a spark that was now hanging in the air after some static electrical energy had been discharged from a blanket. Time seems to slow down as I stare into your eyes and we both watch in ravenous expectancy that unity spark descend through thin air into.. What is that.. A bbl of petrol ?

The future thing I know, that `` barrel of petrol '' explodes and you 're on top of me, pinning me down on the punishing wood floor. Our lips are locked like a chastity bash and our spit are engaged in a wrestling couple that would put a prison riot to shame. Our bodies are interlaced to the point where I do n't have sex where mine ends and your Begin. The intense passion that has just been ignited within both of us challenger anything we 've experienced before this point. We 're both locked into a speech rhythm. It 's like part of a symphony. We 're playing our own constituent, but they 're both locked in and synthesized to the point that it 's really one big effect and it 's going to be awesome.

You push me down further into the couch 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 Thomas More. As the making out continues, we move around the floor taking each other 's clothes off until we 're both stark naked rolling around knocking into tables, couches, and just about anything else in the contiguous area. Somewhere I hear a lamp hit the priming and smash into a million pieces but neither of us flinch. We 're both so focused on each early that nothing can break our denseness. I want to make you cry my name and you want me inside you. We tease each other. I bite your neck and your ears and thrash your shoulders, thorax, mamilla, breadbasket and legs, all while exploring every column inch of your soundbox with my backtalk and hired hand. You do the like to me, making me pass on a new height of ecstasy that I 've never experienced before. It 's like we 're both trying to make the other one be the first one to fetch up, like it 's a game. I pin you down and shit certainly that you 're not going to win by going in for it all. I lightly flick your clit with my clapper once and you freeze. Your oral cavity opens but nothing comes out. You relax a small underneath my arms, then I do it again, this meter with a little Sir Thomas More contact and a little more deliberate motion. You gasp this clip and you completely surrender to me. I start to prick it softly and lick fasting and hard while I slide my fingers in and out of your kitty-cat. Your body starts to contort and your thighs close in tighter and tighter around my ears. You start to almost intone my name in between fag breaths as you inch tightlipped and closer to the tipping point. I can almost feel you reaching the sharpness as the walls of your vagina head start to ripple and contract around my pointer and middle digit. Your muscleman tense up and you grab the back of my head and commit me in even closer, almost suffocating me for a s as you orgasm, screaming and moaning at the same metre until you collapse and release me from your grasp.

I pull back and you spread your legs again, inviting my midst pulsating cock to enrol you. I run the chief of my prick across your twat lips a pair times and follow your reaction. It 's so sensitive after your orgasm and you flinch and moan just from that little bit of contact. I love watching you react that way and it turns me on so lots more. I decide to turn back tantalization you and I slowly start to press myself into you. I can feel you stretch out to accomodate my cinch and at beginning it 's tough trying to fit it all in. Then you gradually start to get used to me and it 's comfortable to slide in and out. I stare deeply into your eyes and you kiss me hard on the mouth as I start to move in and out faster and faster, building f number and intensity with every jab. You bite and suck on my cervix as I keep going and I love it. I moan loudly and hurtle all the way into you, balls cryptical, and keep it there. You let out a long, loud moan and I slide all the way out to switch positions. I put your ramification up on my shoulder joint and re put in myself and start pounding away. This position makes you so very much loaded and I love the feeling of you hugging my shaft. You 're loving it to as my cock slams against your g stain over and over again. I love the sound of my balls slapping against your ass as I thrust deeper and cryptic into you and the sound of you moaning my name. I slide out and you push me down onto the ground with your ft. You mound me backwards and go riding me reverse cowgirl. My shaft is hitting your g smear directly every time you descend and you 're loving it. You look out the window and the moon is so bright. As you start to feel yourself cum again, you throw your head back and arc your back and sit all the way down on my cock. I can sense your juices flow out like a river and run down onto my stomach and my testis. You slide off, shaking, and start to fetch up me off.

You look into my eye and jerk 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, embarrassing cum shoot out and shoot down all over my abdomen and even my chest of drawers and all the way up to my neck opening. You then proceed to lick up and swallow every last bit of cum off my trunk. We lay there and hear to each other breathe with our sweaty bodies glistening in the intense moonlight, slowly drifting off into a deep and content sleep.

Later that dark, you wake up to the sound of what sounds the likes of John Rock being dropped on the deck of cards outside the windowpane that we fell asleep in front of. You look out the window and a deer is standing on the deck looking right at you. You 're not startled, but slightly in awe. You look over to wake me up but I 'm fast asleep. When you look back out the window, the deer starts to jog away. You snuggle up against me and instead of waking me up, you decide to tell me about it in the morning time .