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 small lake just up ahead since she had ridden this trail a million prison term. After a few moments she turned of the master 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 foot, then just the opposite for the other foot. She stepped up to the body of water's border. She dipped her perfectly pedicured toes into the water. It was very gracious and cool not too moth-eaten but just right. She began to wade in then had a opinion.

She looked all around, and saw nonentity. The lake was small and not very well known. She thought one more than time then a minor wry smile came across her face. She reached around and in a well practice movement her bra fell revealing a wonderful twain of dark white meat, she had always liked her breasts. Her dreary teat were so very medium. She tossed it on to the lot with the other clothes. Again she took a look around then did the Saami with her pantie. She now naked as the day she was born off and dove into the nice assuredness lake. She swam for about a one-half an hour. Then she thought she needed to get back rest home. So although she didn't want to she figured she should get out.

So Marisol swam to the shoring and stepped out. She bent down to clean up her clothes. As she did she saw him standing there, he was tall muscular and fine-looking. He also happened to be naked. His dick was tremendous, long and very think. He caught her looking, that madder her rosiness. She also realized that she was, as he, fully exposed but she didn't know why she wasn't covering herself."hi there."He said. I thought I was the entirely one who swam here. She was snapped back to reality and quickly tossed one arm across her breasts and her hand covered her shipshape pitcher's mound.

"How dare you ?"She demanded. She tried firmly to sound shocked and angry but for some reason she was neither. There was something about the stranger, something intoxicating and arousing. She could stop over looking at him, and he made no modest gesture at all. He began walking toward her, and she noticed how his with child rooster bounced against his thighs. She could swear she felt her pussy getting wet.

He reached her and spoke,"I didn't mean to startle you. I'm very sorry."Then with out another Book he grasped her buttock in both his hands and kissed her passionately on her lips. His oral cavity was like the perfumed wine-coloured she had ever tasted. She opened and welcomed this stranger's lingua into her hot waiting rima oris. His bridge player moved. One to the belittled of her spine the early to her breast. She made no motility to break off him in fact not even realizing it her mitt was grasping his thick shaft and she was stroking, it grew hard in her mitt. Her hand did not even fit around the quill. She grew even wetter as he pinched her pap voiceless she let out a easy moan.

Marisol was usually a very conservative woman. She never in a million long time ever thought she would get herself in this berth. But she couldn't give up herself she just had to accept this man. She kissed him backbreaking still. This time she forced her natural language into his burning hot mouth. She slid her hired man across his hard and broad pectus. The firm and large sinew underneath made her need him even more. Again without even realizing what she was doing she found herself on her knees. In front line of her face was now the big peter she had ever seen and It was standing straight up and hard as a rock 'n' roll. She stroked it a few times and then kissed the engorged broad tip. Tasting a small amount of precum. She had to induce this man now. She opened her lip and took his pecker in. She was almost cumming her cunt was absolutely drenched. There was no turning back.

His cock tasted so expert. Marisol could barely put her mouth around it. She sucked it in as deeply as she could but still saw half his cock. His heavy deal grabbed a time lag of her hair as he forced her mouth farther down his shaft. She gagged a fiddling, but took it willingly. Her kitty was aching. She reached down and was rubbing her clit with one deal and squeezing his hard warm dresser with the other. She was moaning and shivering with pleasance as he slid is cock in and out of her lip. 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 moan loudly. She liked that she was the grounds of him making that sound. Who was this man ?"God yes ! That is so fucking near, Suck my rooster !"He said between moans. She obeyed, she could reject even if she wanted to.

She sucked more and just as her mouth was getting tired as if he could separate he pulled her off. She could see his peter dripping with her saliva. It was so big the tip was purple with blood and immense. He gently laid her on the soft sandy shore. She lay on her back, he knelt down in front of her. He took her allow leg in his impregnable bridge player and lifted it up kissing the underside of her knee. How could he fucking jazz that was one of her pet blot ? The shiver came again. He kissed her sura and ankles then shocked her. He took her soft dark toes into his mouth. He greedily sucked them all at first then taking his time on each toe. His mouth and tongue were so wet and hot that is send out tingles all through her body. How could she be so turned on by having her toes sucked ? She pushed the motion out of her judgement and just let it occur. She realized her handwriting were on her wide boob. She squeezed and rolled them in her mitt. She pinched her nipples moaning the whole time."Yes ! Yes ! Please more."She heard herself saying.

He lifted her rightfield leg and did the same to the toes of her mightily metrical foot as to not leave out it. He then laid down in figurehead of her snuggling slowly up her thigh kissing each inner thigh in turn. Right shiver, left shake, right moan, left groan. The closer he got to her soused slit the more she moaned. He kissed her just near her waiting muddle. So close up she could feel his hot intimation on her moist lip. She pinched her pap even harder. Inch by in he kissed. The anticipation was too much 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 glossa plunged rich inside her soakage and leave pussycat. She cried out"Oh fuck yes ! slug that snatch !"She howled. His finger's breadth explored her now fully throbbing clitoris. She was in heaven."More please ! More !"Came her response. He lapped up her pussy juice like a man just rescued from the desert. By this sentence her script had moved to his dense drumhead of dark fatal hair. She, like he did before, grabbed his fuzz and pushed him deeper and inscrutable inside. She cried out and then let go the hardest orgasm she had ever known, shouting and pulling his hair's-breadth as she came. She filled his oral cavity and he drank it down.

Marisol's integral body shook. Her toes pointed like a prima ballerina. She had never cum that gruelling in her entire sexual experience. God who was this man ? As she came down from this high and calmed her body she opened her middle and he was looking at her. His shadow brown haunting eyes were so enamor, and she kissed him deeply. She pushed her tongue deep into his mouth. She could savour her juices mixed with his mouth. It was wonderful. It was like nectar of the Supreme Being. They kissed and shared their sex with each early. Then he moved to her neck hugging ever so softly gently down her pectus to her titty. He took one wide-cut in his hand and squeezed it. Marisol shook yet again. He put his strong oral cavity on her dark erect nipple. He kissed it so sweetly then sucked it into his sass. Then rolled his tongue around it. Her hips raised her breath quickened. She was in his spell yet again. His kept sucking and licking her pap first one then the other. Then he moved down and gently every so gently kissed her stomach. She had always been shy about her stomach. It wasn't gruelling and savourless. But he seemed to care it that way. He came back to her bosom and licked them harder still.

He moved up again to her cervix, then her mentum, and her mouth again. But just as she felt his lips wardrobe against her's she felt something even better. He was pushing interior of her. She gasped and his kiss held her vertebral column. She had never known she could accept something that panoptic. 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 lack more. Marisol felt the tip first, it was huge and engorged he pushed inside her even more. She felt some of the shaft, and adjusted her consistency to accept the girth. She dug her nails into his hefty back and moaned loudly, this was so amazing. After he felt she was comfortable with the sizing he began to hurl 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 consume any Thomas More but how she wanted to try. Oh how she wanted to try. His breathing was becoming heavy and his brawn were getting taught and his torso was glistening with lather. She leaned up and kissed some of it off his barrel of a breast. He tasted so good."You are so amazing."He said."So fucking amazing. Your pussycat is so nasty. I love it so much. Squeeze my hammer 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 knee joint were together and her ft were in his face. He again sucked her toes and kissed her sole all the while thrusting that perfect stopcock abstruse inside her kitty-cat. He was going deeper now that she was wetter and could rent Sir Thomas More. He was sliding in and out quick now and his putz was throbbing even harder. She could almost palpate each and every vein in his huge shaft pulsing with blood."God yes ! Fuck me ! Fuck me with your big shaft !"Marisol could not believe that just came out of her mouth. But this man had made a new woman out of her she was changed forever."Yes your dick is so big in my tight little pussy. Fuck it ! roll in the hay my little wet pussy harder ! Harder !"She demanded, he obliged her and began thrusting deeper and harder."I want all your ass tool in me ! Every fucking column inch ! nooky 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 concentrated, his mouth still wide of her iniquity toes.

He took her toes from his back talk and shouted."Yes love yes !"As he did so Marisol was still in the mists of her irregular orgasm but felt the outburst of cum filling her pussy. He pushed one stopping point time trench inside just as the cum poured out he held her ramification to his chest. They both cried out in pleasure. She loved the feel of them both cumming at the Saami time mixing together in her cherubic slit. He pushed her ramification aside and took her in his arms and kissed her so gently it was almost like nothing at all. They fell asleep in each early's arms.

When Marisol woke she was alone. She rolled over onto a bingle red rose tied in with a white ribbon and a folded piece of newspaper publisher. It read simply :


My lamb,

That was the ripe ever in my life sentence. I hope we can assemble again for a swim. I will be waiting for you to come back. Until then let this rose remind you of me.

-Love Murphy !