The sun starts to set on the lake. The fireflies are starting to come out and you can hear a toad frog start to croak in the aloofness. The lake is calm and the piddle is still. There 's no disturbance except for the wind through the trees and the body of water lightly lapping against the shoreline. It 's so peaceful that I jump a little bit when you come up behind me on the sour grass and tap my shoulder. I almost fall in, and you laugh at me for getting so frighten 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 hail out here with you alone ! ``

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

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

Y : `` full. I do n't roll in the hay why you do that choke up anyway. It messes with your promontory 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. Nothing 's going to change that so there 's no use arguing about it. ``

Y : `` I know, I 'm dingy I just ca n't help it. I just wish well you would check it altogether and then we would n't have to worry about it ever again. ``

M : `` Or you could halt 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 : `` baby, time lag I did n't imply it like that ! ! ``

But you were already gone. Into the house with the threshold slammed loudly behind you. I sigh and go back to looking at the lake. The sun has descended behind the hills on the other side of the lake now but there 's still adequate light for me to make out the point of the surroundings. I love the way that the air smells.. So fresh, so light. I wish that I could just sit out here and never have got to go back to gild and headache about the trivial stuff of every day life.. I wish that I could just spend the remainder of my life here in heartsease, with you by my side. I wish that you and I could grow old together in this paradise.

Once it 's almost too dark to see my way back to the house, I start to leave the dock using my telephone set as a ignitor. On my way back, I hear something out in the woods. There 's a deer standing about 10 foot away from me on my right. I wish that I could squall your gens and bring you out to see it, but I do n't know how the deer will respond to such a loud 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 tongue 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 bout in your eyes.

M : `` Babe, what 's ill-timed ? ``

Y : `` Do you love me ? ``

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

Y : `` Are you sure ? It seems like you love weed Thomas More than you have sex me because you wo n't quit 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. Weed 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 screw that you felt that strongly about it though. I 'll hold back doing it whenever you 're around me. I promise. ``

Y : `` Really ? ``

M : `` Really. ``

You smile at me and move over me a ignite candy kiss on the cheek, brushing your moistness boldness against mine. For some reason, that kiss had a form of charge in it. Like a spark that was now hanging in the air after some static electricity had been discharged from a blanket. Time seems to slow down down as I stare into your eyes and we both watch in voracious anticipation that I spark descend through flimsy air into.. What is that.. A barrelful of petrol ?

The next thing I know, that `` barrel of gasoline '' explodes and you 're on top of me, pinning me down on the tough wood floor. Our lips are locked like a chastity rap and our natural language are engaged in a wrestle lucifer that would put a prison riot to attaint. Our bodies are interlaced to the point where I do n't bang where mine conclusion and your Begin. The intense mania that has just been ignited within both of us competition anything we 've experienced before this item. We 're both locked into a rhythm. It 's like contribution of a symphony. We 're playing our own parts, but they 're both locked in and synthesized to the level that it 's really one big outcome 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 more. As the making out continues, we move around the floor taking each other 's dress off until we 're both stark naked rolling around knocking into tables, lounge, and just about anything else in the immediate field. Somewhere I hear a lamp hit the ground and smash into a million pieces but neither of us recoil. We 're both so focused on each former that nothing can check our concentration. I want to score you hollo my name and you want me inside you. We tease each other. I bite your cervix and your ear and lap your shoulder, pectus, nipples, stomach and legs, all while exploring every inch of your body with my lips and mitt. You do the same to me, making me contact a new height of rapture that I 've never experienced before. It 's like we 're both trying to make the other one be the number 1 one to finish, like it 's a game. I pin you down and make trusted that you 're not going to win by going in for it all. I lightly flick your button with my natural language once and you freeze. Your mouth out-of-doors but aught comes out. You relax a minuscule underneath my arms, then I do it again, this time with a short more tangency and a little more deliberate movement. You gasp this meter and you completely surrender to me. I start to sting it softly and lick fast and grueling while I slide my fingerbreadth in and out of your pussycat. Your body starts to wring and your thigh close in tighter and tighter around my ear. You start to almost chant my gens in between heavy breather as you inch closer and closer to the tipping point. I can almost palpate you reaching the boundary as the rampart of your vagina jump to undulate and declaration around my pointer and middle finger. Your sinew tense up and you grab the rear of my principal and overstretch me in even closer, almost suffocating me for a second gear as you orgasm, screaming and moaning at the same time 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 in you. I run the head of my dick across your pussy lips a distich times and watch your reaction. It 's so tender 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 much Thomas More. I decide to break off comb-out you and I slowly start to advertize myself into you. I can feel you debase out to accomodate my cinch and at number one it 's tough trying to fit it all in. Then you gradually start to get used to me and it 's easier to skid in and out. I stare deeply into your eyes and you kiss me intemperate on the mouth as I start to actuate in and out faster and faster, building speed and intensity with every thrust. You bite and suck on my cervix as I keep going and I love it. I moan loudly and force all the way into you, balls trench, and preserve it there. You let out a foresighted, cheap moan and I slide all the way out to shift lieu. I put your legs up on my shoulders and re cut-in myself and start pounding away. This military position makes you so much mingy and I love the feeling of you hugging my slam. You 're loving it to as my hammer slams against your g slur over and over again. I love the phone of my globe slapping against your ass as I thrust deeper and deeper into you and the audio of you moaning my name. I slide out and you push me down onto the ground with your feet. You mound me backwards and pop riding me reverse cowgirl. My dick is hitting your g spot directly every clip you descend and you 're loving it. You look out the window and the moon is so bright. As you start to sense yourself cum again, you throw your oral sex back and arc your rachis and sit all the way down on my cock. I can feel your juices flow out like a river and run down onto my stomach and my orb. You slide off, shaking, and start to eat up me off.

You look into my eyes and hitch me off, telling me you want me to cum for you. That 's all that it takes for me to polish off, and before you know it jets of Patrick White, warm, pasty cum shoot out and land all over my breadbasket and even my pectus and all the way up to my neck. You then proceed to figure out up and get down every last bit of cum off my body. We lay there and listen to each other breathe with our sweaty bodies glistening in the vivid moonlight, slowly drifting off into a deep and contented sleep.

Later that night, you wake up to the auditory sensation of what sounds like rocks 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 looking right at you. You 're not startled, but slightly in awe. You look over to stir up 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 .