"You don't want the game warden to catch us, do you?"
"He'll have to wait his turn! Fuck me!"
"So you like it when I do this?"
"Yeah, Sam, yeah."
"Right here? Is that where you want it?"
"Ooohhh! Ummmpphhh!"
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Uh huh!"
"Now, I'll show you some real wolf-moves, baby!"
"Oh show me, Sam! Show me!"
"There you go, baby. Get that leg up like that!"
"Sam, my leg doesn't bend like that."
"Sorry."
"Oh, okay, that's better."
"That's it, baby, nice and open like that. Show me that sweet goodie basket."
"Oh Sam! You're so hard!"
"Oh yeah, baby … as hard as that rod and reel in the back of my truck!"
"Ohohoh … Sam … don't stop doing that with your finger."
"Mmm … what a nice ass you got, baby."
"Oh yes … go deeper."
"I dunno, baby. Maybe we should wait until it's dark and do this in the tent so no one can see us."
"Deeper, Sam, deeper."
"But what about the game warden?"
"Sam, if you stop right now, I'm going to break your dick off and throw it in the creek!"
"Lorraine, you're getting a bit loud. What about our commune with nature?"
"Nowwwwww!"
"Right here? Is that where you want it?"
"Ooohhh! Ummmpphhh!"
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Uh huh!"
"You like it when I go in and out like that, baby?"
"Ummm hmmm."
"Lorraine, where were we in the story?"
"Mr. Wolf and the girl fuck the rest of the night away on the tree limb."
"I couldn't have written a better ending myself, baby."
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LADIES ROOM
I walked into the ladies room of the high-priced clothing store and saw her standing next to the vanity in front of the mirror, superior and majestic as royalty, a complexion as clear and smooth as the finest Ming porcelain. A tall woman, she wore a silver knee length dress, with emerald stones in her ears that matched the color of her eyes, and auburn hair that lay softly against her neck in curls. Standing next to her, I felt like a little girl as I had not felt in all my life.
I was in awe of her. I wanted to kneel in front of her, and run my hands over the soft curves of her thighs and tummy. She didn't need to do a damn thing but just stand there and let me unzip her dress, slide it down over her ample hips along with her panties, and ease my tongue between her satin pussy lips. I wanted to hold her against the tile wall and plunge half my hand up inside her cunt until she screamed in ecstasy. I wanted to make her come, her nectar so balmy and drenching that it would run down my arm and make me thirst for more.
She was so exceedingly womanly and I wanted to flounder in it, to be female together, to feel her plentiful breasts against mine, her strong thighs against my temples as I brought her to orgasm with only my mouth.
As she leaned towards the mirror and applied color to her lusciously full lips, she glanced over at me. I blushed and smiled and tried to dart my eyes, but her mint diamonds held me in position and I could not tear my stare away.
"Do you like this color?” she asked.
I barely heard her words, as my ears only picked up the soft sound of her deep Southern voice. I had never heard such a sultry declaration in my life.
"Y … yes,” I managed to stutter, “it's a very lovely color on you."
"I think it would look stunning on you,” she continued as she moved a step towards me, “Would you mind?"
Would I mind?
Would I mind if you kissed me?
No. Please kiss me.
Would I mind if you sat on the vanity so I could ravage your pussy with my mouth?