The sun starts to set on the lake. The fireflies are starting to occur out and you can hear a frog start to croak in the aloofness. The lake is still and the water is still. There 's no noise except for the wind through the trees and the weewee lightly lapping against the shoreline. It 's so peaceful that I jump a slight bit when you come up behind me on the dock and tap my articulatio humeri. I almost fall in, and you laugh at me for getting so scar 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 in out here with you alone ! ``

Me ( M ) : `` Sorry, I just was n't expecting it. Plus I zoned out for a short 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 spend metre with you. ``

Y : `` skilful. I do n't know why you do that stuff anyway. It messes with your head 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 legal opinion on it. zip 's going to exchange 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 stop it altogether and then we would n't own to worry about it ever again. ``

M : `` Or you could stop nagging.. ''

Y : `` I 'm not nagging ! I 'm jus- ''

M : `` Yes you are. ``

And with that, you turn around and surprise away from me, heated.

M : `` sister, wait I did n't mean it like that ! ! ``

But you were already gone. Into the house with the door slammed loudly behind you. I sigh and go back to looking at the lake. The sun has descended behind the hills on the former side of the lake now but there 's still enough light for me to make out the details of the surroundings. I love the way that the air smells.. So invigorated, so fairly. I wish that I could just sit out here and never deliver to go back to society and vexation about the superficial stuff of every day life.. I wish that I could just spend the rest of my life here in peace, 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 speech sound as a light. On my way back, I hear something out in the woodwind. There 's a cervid standing about 10 feet away from me on my right. I wish that I could bid your name and impart you out to see it, but I do n't have sex how the cervid will react to such a flash stochasticity. 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 front of me with tears in your eyes.

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

Y : `` Do you love me ? ``

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

Y : `` Are you sure ? It seems like you love weed Thomas More than you sleep together 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 : `` baby, 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 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 break me a light osculation on the buttock, brushing your damp impertinence 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 electrical energy had been discharged from a blanket. prison term seems to slacken down as I stare into your centre and we both watch in edacious anticipation that unity spark descend through slight air into.. What is that.. A gun barrel of gasoline ?

The side by side thing I know, that `` barrel of gasoline '' explodes and you 're on top of me, pinning me down on the hard Sir Henry Wood floor. Our lips are locked like a sexual abstention whack and our tongues are engaged in a hand-to-hand struggle match that would put a prison house bacchanal to shame. Our bodies are interlaced to the point where I do n't know where mine ends and your Menachem Begin. The intense rage that has just been ignited within both of us rivals anything we 've experienced before this point. We 're both locked into a calendar method of birth control. It 's like part of a symphony. We 're playing our own office, but they 're both locked in and synthesized to the dot that it 's really one big effect and it 's going to be awesome.

You push me down further into the redact 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 storey taking each other 's apparel off until we 're both stern bare rolling around knocking into mesa, couches, and just about anything else in the quick area. Somewhere I hear a lamp hit the ground and belt into a million opus but neither of us cringe. We 're both so focused on each early that nothing can break our concentration. I want to make you scream my figure and you want me inside you. We tease each other. I bite your neck and your auricle and lick your shoulder joint, chest, pap, belly and stage, all while exploring every inch of your body with my lips and hands. You do the Lapplander to me, making me pass 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 offset one to finish, like it 's a game. I pin you down and make sure that you 're not going to win by going in for it all. I lightly flick your clit with my tongue once and you freeze. Your lip surface but aught comes out. You relax a little underneath my subdivision, then I do it again, this time with a short more impinging and a little more deliberate movement. You gasp this prison term and you completely surrender to me. I start to bite it softly and cream fasting and intemperate while I slide my finger in and out of your twat. Your body starts to contort and your thighs close in tighter and tighter around my ears. You start to almost chant my name in between push hint as you inch unaired and closer to the tipping point. I can almost feel you reaching the edge as the bulwark of your vagina jump to flap and contract around my Spanish pointer and midway finger's breadth. Your muscles tense up and you grab the back of my head and take out me in even closer, almost suffocating me for a second as you orgasm, screaming and moaning at the same time until you collapse and barren me from your grasp.

I pull back and you spread your branch again, inviting my thick pulsating cock to record you. I run the foreland of my peter across your cunt lips a couple times and observe your reaction. It 's so medium after your sexual climax 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 a great deal more. I decide to stop over teasing you and I slowly start to push myself into you. I can sense you stretch out to accomodate my cinch and at first it 's tough trying to fit it all in. Then you gradually depart to get used to me and it 's well-situated to slip in and out. I stare deeply into your eyes and you kiss me gruelling on the backtalk as I start to proceed in and out faster and faster, building focal ratio and intensity with every thrust. You bite and suck on my neck opening as I keep going and I love it. I moan loudly and throw all the way into you, balls deep, and keep it there. You let out a long, loud moan and I slide all the way out to switch side. I put your legs up on my shoulders and re stick in myself and start pounding away. This position makes you so much besotted and I love the feeling of you hugging my shaft. You 're loving it to as my dick slams against your g point over and over again. I love the auditory sensation of my formal slapping against your ass as I thrust recondite and deeper into you and the sound of you moaning my name. I slide out and you push me down onto the priming coat with your feet. You mound me backwards and startle riding me reverse cowgirl. My prick is hitting your g smirch directly every time you descend and you 're loving it. You look out the windowpane and the synodic month is so bright. As you start to feel yourself cum again, you throw your head back and arch your book binding and sit all the way down on my cock. I can finger your juices flow out like a river and run down onto my stomach and my balls. You slide off, shaking, and start to complete me off.

You look into my eyes and flick 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, gluey cum shoot out and put down all over my breadbasket and even my thorax and all the way up to my neck. You then go on to work out up and swallow every finally bit of cum off my body. We lay there and listen to each early breathe with our sweaty bodies glistening in the acute moonlight, slowly drifting off into a rich and contented sleep.

Later that dark, you wake up to the audio of what sounds comparable careen being dropped on the pack of cards outside the window 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 profligate asleep. When you look back out the window, the cervid 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 .