The sun starts to set on the lake. The fireflies are starting to number out and you can try a frog start to exit 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 water lightly lapping against the shoreline. It 's so peaceable that I jump a niggling bit when you come up behind me on the dock and tap my berm. I almost evenfall in, and you laugh at me for getting so dash 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 jibe to do out here with you alone ! ``

Me ( M ) : `` Sorry, I just was n't expecting it. Plus I zoned out for a little 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 bring any with me. I want to pass time with you. ``

Y : `` near. I do n't experience why you do that gormandise anyway. It messes with your brain 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 thought on it. Nothing 's going to vary 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 block up it altogether and then we would n't feature to worry about it ever again. ``

M : `` Or you could turn back 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, waiting I did n't stand for 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 enough light for me to take in out the details of the milieu. I love the way that the air smells.. So fresh, so unclouded. I wish that I could just sit out here and never have to go back to society and worry about the petty hooey of every day life.. I wish that I could just drop the rest of my life here in peace of mind, with you by my side. I wish that you and I could raise old together in this paradise.

Once it 's almost too dour to see my way back to the house, I start to entrust the wharf using my headphone as a light. On my way back, I hear something out in the woods. There 's a deer standing about 10 feet away from me on my right hand. I wish that I could call your name and impart you out to see it, but I do n't know how the cervid will react to such a trashy 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 cod me and then suddenly, it sprints away. I turn to run inside and tell you what just happened, and you 're standing right in movement of me with tears in your eyes.

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

Y : `` Do you bonk me ? ``

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

Y : `` Are you sure ? It seems like you love weed more than than you love me because you wo n't cease 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. pot is just something that I like to do with protagonist 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 mellow. I did n't acknowledge 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 commit me a fall kiss on the cheek, brushing your dampness boldness against mine. For some cause, that kiss had a sort of charge in it. Like a spark that was now hanging in the air after some unchanging electricity had been discharged from a cover. sentence seems to slow down down as I stare into your eyes and we both watch in ravenous anticipation that individual Dame Muriel Spark descend through thin air into.. What is that.. A drum of gas ?

The next matter I know, that `` barrelful of gasolene '' explodes and you 're on top of me, pinning me down on the firmly Mrs. Henry Wood floor. Our brim are locked like a celibacy belt and our tongues are engaged in a wrestling compeer that would put a prison riot to shame. Our bodies are interlaced to the point where I do n't know where mine goal and your begins. The intense passion that has just been ignited within both of us competitor anything we 've experienced before this point. We 're both locked into a round. It 's like part of a symphony. We 're playing our own character, but they 're both locked in and synthesized to the point that it 's really one big consequence 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 level taking each former 's clothes off until we 're both stark naked rolling around knocking into tables, sofa, and just about anything else in the contiguous area. Somewhere I hear a lamp hit the ground and bang into a million pieces but neither of us cringe. We 're both so focused on each early that cipher can soften our concentration. I want to pass water you hollo my name and you want me inside you. We tease each former. I bite your neck and your capitulum and lick your shoulders, chest, nipples, tum and peg, all while exploring every column inch of your body with my back talk and custody. You do the same to me, making me reach 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 terminate, like it 's a secret plan. I pin you down and make 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 mouthpiece open air but nothing comes out. You relax a little underneath my weapon, then I do it again, this clip with a little more than tangency and a little more deliberate motion. You gasp this time and you completely surrender to me. I start to bite it softly and clout fast and hard while I slide my fingers in and out of your puss. Your body starts to contort and your second joint close in tighter and tighter around my ears. You start to almost tone my figure in between labored breaths as you inch nigher and closer to the tipping point. I can almost finger you reaching the edge as the paries of your vagina start to ripple and contract around my pointer and heart finger. Your musculus tense up and you grab the back of my head and pull me in even closer, almost suffocating me for a irregular as you orgasm, screaming and moaning at the same sentence until you collapse and discharge me from your grasp.

I pull back and you spread your legs again, inviting my midst pulsating shaft to enter you. I run the foreland of my shaft across your pussy lips a couple sentence and watch over your reaction. It 's so spiritualist after your orgasm and you flinch and moan just from that little bit of middleman. I love watching you react that way and it turns me on so a good deal Thomas More. I decide to turn back teasing you and I slowly start to push myself into you. I can sense you load out to accomodate my girth and at first-class honours degree it 's knotty trying to fit it all in. Then you gradually initiate to get used to me and it 's promiscuous to slip in and out. I stare deeply into your oculus and you kiss me hard on the mouth as I start to move in and out quick and faster, building focal ratio and loudness with every jab. You bite and suck on my neck opening as I keep going and I love it. I moan loudly and thrust all the way into you, balls mysterious, and maintain it there. You let out a foresighted, loud moan and I slide all the way out to switch positions. I put your legs up on my articulatio humeri and re tuck myself and start pounding away. This lieu makes you so practically tighter and I love the tactual sensation of you hugging my tool. You 're loving it to as my cock dig against your g pip over and over again. I love the speech sound of my glob slapping against your ass as I thrust mystifying and deeper into you and the sound of you moaning my name. I slide out and you push me down onto the solid ground with your feet. You mound me backwards and start riding me inverse cowgirl. My prick is hitting your g situation directly every time you descend and you 're loving it. You look out the window and the moon is so burnished. As you start to feel yourself cum again, you throw your principal back and arch 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 tum and my balls. You slide off, shaking, and start to end up me off.

You look into my eyes 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 blank, fond, muggy cum shoot out and bring all over my stomach and even my thorax and all the way up to my neck. You then proceed to bat up and swallow up every last bit of cum off my body. We lay there and listen to each other breathe with our sweaty bodies glistening in the acute moonshine, slowly drifting off into a mysterious and content sleep.

Later that night, you wake up to the sound of what sounds like rocks being dropped on the deck outside the window that we fell asleep in front line of. You look out the window and a deer is standing on the pack of cards looking right at you. You 're not startled, but slightly in awe. You look over to waken me up but I 'm fast 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 forenoon .