Refreshing. Sex The chill made me shiver as I kicked up the coals from the night before, but I soon had a roaring fire. I turned her over to go into her from above. “Oh fuck,” she gasped. I told her my usual plan was to take a swim, crash for a nap, and have a couple beers before hitting the lake again. We kissed gently, and she chuckled when her hands reached down to stimulate my growing phallus. The panties stretched from hip to hip, barely concealing a dark expanse of satin-black hair. A bleary-eyed girl looked down at me from the bank above. She smiled down at me. Holy shit. Strong, bold jaws. Cool, but not uncomfortable. “Oh wow,” she kept murmuring, her flushed titties flying up and down on her chest. Smooth, modest titties hung softly on her chest, curving outward enticingly. She grinned at me. All muscle and firmness in that stout body, with just the right amount of softness to round out those exaggerated curves into mouth-watering lust. Milky and pure, mixed with her spit. “Why do I get a free look?” I asked. You either have it or not.
