Fuck she's warm and wet as hell, her pussy a painfully inviting fire against the length of your shaft. You groan in overt enjoyment of the teasing, not caring at all who's around to hear you or what they might think of the wanton display. Your world has been reduced down to the heat between her thighs and the sway of her body, the curve of her ass, the salt of her sweat. "Someone's greedy," you tease her hotly, perfectly aware that you want this evening's activities to continue just as much as she.
The shove on your shoulders has you chuckling as you fall down to the ground, catching yourself upon your elbow, hooded eyes glinting in the distant light. With a low hot chuckle you let your gaze rake over her exposed figure before coming back to her face. "I could get used't a view like this." And you really, really could.
Your right hand is still playing with her, and now you let your fingers properly begin to massage her clit. Gently, slowly, teasing and enticing, wanting her to call your name again because how hot was that? You want to make her cum and cum, to howl into the night. To show her just how much you appreciate her company, and to reaffirm how excellent an idea it was to spend LongNight here.
Zephyr
you can be the ripest, juciest peach in the world
and there's still going to be someone who hates peaches
and there's still going to be someone who hates peaches
