Today was different.
A few miles from the rock, his mind began to spin, and his cock began to pulse, thinking about the activities that took place a week ago at the rock with S.L.
It was primal; the first time she told me to mount her, he thought as he hung a far-left line to avoid a rocky area.
Visions of that day filled his mind.
Her light, smooth skin was even more tantalizing in the sunlight. The way she moved was so naturally out in the open air. Her mischievous eyes gave way to a playful smirk. He was not knowing the whirring of her mind and getting hornier by the minute.
Rounding the bend, he could see the edge of the small clearing where they were and slowed his speed before stopping in front of the rock. Lighting a joint, he savored the moment.
Mount me, she said, looking at him with pure lust as she climbed the rock on all fours.
It was all he could do to show control, yet he couldn’t; the thought of mounting her and claiming her overtook him. Seeing her soft pussy lips highlighted with a small drip of pre-cum pushed him to the edge.
Nimbly perched on the rock with his arms wrapped around her slim torso, he took her, sliding his engorged cock deep inside her slippery, soft warmth- whispering dirty in her ear and smelling her scent.
He remembered her moans and sexy words and the way she opened up for him and came all over his cock.
Revving the two-stroke engine several times before leaving, he gave the rock a nod of approval.
Today was different.
He now knew that there were more exciting boundaries to explore with S.L.; she showed him that day at the rock, and the memory would be burned in his mind forever.
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