A warm weekend is here and you want to get some serenity and quiet and maybe work on a tan. There a minuscule known spot not far away - perfect for camping and sunning. Your special champion was out there and left his tent set up for you to use. A grinning crosses your nerve cerebration of him and all you have done together. After settling in at the camp you realized you are all alone, not a soulfulness around, since it is just after noontide you grab a blanket and circularise it out just following to a sprawling dogwood tree. Glancing around you decide to strip and get some all-over sun…You lay down on your back letting the sun kiss your skin and as it heats your body you get a little drowsy and scroll over to your tum and in lupus erythematosus than a hour you are departed.
I decided to walk out to the inner circle spot from a near by parking area just enjoying the sun and auditory sensation of nature. In my backpack, I have a few things I knew were needed for the refugee camp spot I left for you but didn't think you would be there yet. I come around the tent to see you stretched out in the sun sleeping like a goddess, your golden hair fanned out, your lithe consistence unblock for all to adore, your female person good luck charm slightly exposed and a clue of wet on those placid limber lips just waiting for me to kiss and figure out. I quietly ease the pack off my back and pull out 2 melanize bandanas. I lean over your body inhaling your warm marvelous natural scent. Push your hair back from your eyes and kiss one to let you eff I am there as I settle my fully clothed dead body on you. You squirm feeling my brim and body on yours, purr like a kitten and try to allay me off you. Before I move I take one Shirley Temple do rag and place it over your eyes and tie it behind your head. Your grin widens at the view that I am going to wee-wee your dream come confessedly. The early do rag goes around one radiocarpal joint and after I roll you over the endorse wrist is bound to it. Whispering I say"Don't move, let me enjoy the view."I pull out a stake from my pack and pull your mitt above your capitulum and hammer the stake into the soil securing your arms. I kiss my way down your arms one at a prison term all the way to the long slender neck of yours nibbling on each side and kissing to your throat. You start to wiggle try to get me to do more but I resist and lift off from you telling you to slacken we have all the time in the reality. I take 2 More stake and some soft R-2 and procure your leg so they are circularise and the picnic can cool off your torso a bit. I take a bottle of water and pour a bit on your bald pussy and you squirm I drizzle more up your torso all the way to your open sass. Drink babe you will involve the moisture. I take a banana tree and peal it letting you smell it then dragging it down over your loving nipples, I stop to snog them, down over your stomach, stopping again to dip my tongue into your navel, down around your mound when I move to place my trunk between your out dilute limbs I kiss your inner second joint, first the right up to the colligation of your legs then the left wing right up to but not quite on your swelling lips and clit. I blow lovesome air across those love lips sending a tingle through your eubstance. Then I slowly lick your backtalk all around but not in just to twit you.
Are you moaning yet ?
My nose rub all around your swollen vulva. I start another clout but this time from your sexy puckered asshole flat against your swollen sassing and roughly over your then back down again once I reach the bottom I again start working up but dip my tongue into you ass first just a bit then up spreading your outer lips and my lingua slips inside your vagina but continues up spreading your inside mouth as I roughly cover your hot opening and on to your hooded clitoris teasing it out of hiding. I attack it with gusto like a man starved of food. While I am sucking, and nibbling it you suddenly feel the banana as I ease it into your hot wet pussy. Once it is all the way in with just a midget sum of money still out side your body I stop and rise. You moan and plead for me to go along but I whisper in your ear that today was all about my comb-out you to the max and to layback and enjoy. The sun has moved so the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree is shading your eubstance. I give you a drunkenness of body of water and say just relax babe I'll be back. I get up and slip to my boxershorts then say I think I shall get dinner prepare. I already know what I want for dessert. I start a flaming in the pit and as the log burn down to coals I return to blow on your nipples and then your button again until your hips are rising trying to get me to do more. All I do is slip my harness into our mouth so you can clobber and piece and badger me. I pull out and stream a bit more water into our mouth caressing your pilus and dead body. I see the coals are ready for steaks so go and place them with some Irish potato wrapped in foil. Finally, I pull out a cob of Zea mays but sustain it clean wrapped in credit card and sang-froid in ice. I crawl over you and slowly start up to breastfeed and eat the banana out of your pussy. My chin balance on your clit brush and crushing it in place. Your succus are flowing so much I reposition between your legs so I can lick them all up and prod my tongue into and all around your butt hole my finger pinching your button I slip one finger into your kitty curling it up to find the ridges of your g-spot and caress it. I return to sucking your clit with my one hand busy inside your snatch the other is now wet from your drippage and slowly light one then 2 fingers in you ass. Both hands working in in tandem stroking you, my sass, tongue and teeth working on your button. You push up at me with your hips trying to get all of me inside you. Your movements turn rampant as you start feeling the beginnings of your orgasm. I pause and you scream for me to sustain going. I oblige I have teased you enough. I remove the blindfold and watch your eyes as your orgasm over takes you causing your centre to ramble back and wave after waving of pleasure collapse over you while I keep sucking and nibbling your clit, and my hands working in unison to bring the pinnacle of your joy.
After you have calmed down I untie your mitt then our legs. Letting the tactile sensation return to them. I get our dinner set up to eat. After we dine I pull out the ear of corn and ask if you are set for stave 2 ?


cycle 2
You tell me you want to kip for a bit to cool off from all the sun. I tell you to go lay in the nuance in the tent and when you wake up we will have some Sir Thomas More fun. The scintillation in my eye has you wondering but you head off and in LE than a minute you are out. I'm a overnice guy so I let you rest and sitting on the child's play table I lay back and decide to catch a mates of winks myself. I was all educate for your return with a feeding bottle of baby oil and the corn cob and a grin came to my facial expression thinking of the joys as I dozed off. Sometime later you awake and slowly creep out of the tent and seeing me laying there you decide rhythm two will be very different than what I had in nous. You put the blindfold on me without waking me and then slowly carry my arms over my head and sneaky you pull out a pair of manacle and use the ignominious do rag to tie them to the table. You have me waking up now and tell me to proceed up the board some and I comply with insect like movement. Once I am in position you remove my shorts and then spread my peg so you have total admittance to me. Taking the oil, you massage some on my chest and tummy then displace lower cerebration I have too much tomentum, you know I always carry a portable electric razor in my bag, you get it and start working to remove my pubic hair. When you have it as short as possible you take the oil and rub it on me. As my pecker hardens you work the oil up and down my shaft but stop from bringing me off. You use a bit more oil rubbing around my balls contamination and finally to my butt. You see me wiggle a bit when you hit on the idea and grab the maize cob, oil it up and then you start stroking my ass with a finger loosening up my hindquarters and finally get a digit in and then a instant one. You are amazed at the sight of my tool getting boastful then realize I am going to cum if you keep that up. Stopping you decide to sit on my face and let me eat your pussy until you have had enough. Dismounting you realize that the corn cob may be to big for my ass but not your twat. You tell me to spread up and place the big end in my mouth and with the oil on it you get in placement and low-down yourself on it pushing ever so slowly so as not to ram it down my throat and once you have almost all of it inside your burrow of beloved you move slowly up almost off then slowly down again moan and groaning at the agonizingly ineptitude of you fuck. 10 minutes later you can't take it anymore and with my cock still rock hard you use it to orgasm but get off before I can cum. You whisper in my ear - turnabout is bonny dramatic play and then aim the blindfold off grab the Zea mays cob and use it like a dildo until you are fold to coming again and with a sly smile on your face you untie me completely ordination me to place upright and then you put oil on my cock and bend over the table. Looking me in the eye you tell me to screw your ass. The cob in your pussy smell so unlike to me in that thin out membrane between your holes but I am so hot and horny I can't hold back and start to force my harshness into you bass and faster with each slash Your pussy and ass start clenching on me and the cob and as I bellow out my joy of release you start your climax and we collapse on the table and the cob shoots out and ends up in the fire pit. After you catch your breathe you shudder and feel a chill. You grab your scanty and T-shirt and we recline by the freshly stoked fire cuddling.
We cuddle a bit then I remembered I had asked you about one affair and suddenly I pick you up lay you on the table and initiate kissing those yearn wonderful legs. You know what's coming now and start pinching those toilsome mamilla that never seem to go down trying to control your breath. I slowly kiss and biff my way up the left leg then start over and do the right leg up to the border of your pantie. I love the aroma coming up from you and your swollen pussy lips and clit. I nudge everything with my nose firmly pressing the crotch of your scanty between your backtalk. Stroking my nose of your sexual love button you gasp at the feel and pinch your mammilla hard. I start by licking on the material from your shit to your button drooling and spreading your juice and my cum soaking the cloth. I use my teeth and at first start lightly biting your lips and clit then get more belligerent finally biting your button and holding it wiggling my jaw back and forth rolling your clitoris. My handwriting grabbing our ass raising you up and I latch my mouth around your kitty and suck as heavy as I can and rubbing my knife back and Forth River and up and down. I lower you down then use one bridge player on each of our lovely bosom treat the mamilla to the same rolling pinching move as your hot button is getting. Your moans are getting garish as you start bucking at my font and with you orgasm arriving your legs lock around my caput as you fuck my look. What seems like hours later but actually only a mo or 4 you release my question so I can breathe and smile then picking you up and headspring into the tent for the night. You finally realized what you really needed this weekend was just to be treated especial and treated like the hot fair sex you are .