’ She started laughing. ‘First of all, it was your idea to come up here. Second of all it’s been so long since the last time I’ve experimented...with white goo, I think I would hurt you anyways’ ‘Aw shut up, it’s never lost. It’s like riding a bike, but you’re riding something else.’ he simply said with one of those smirks that would disarm the 3rd Reich. Despite the caustic bluntness of his last joke, his attitude was not insulting to her. He displayed confidence and playfulness, but was not so. You brought a basket into the woods. Packed inside were a blanket, sandwiches, a bottle of seedling red wine, a bowl of fruit salad, and assorted dishes. We headed off of the major trail, and walked to one of my favorite spots near the water of a stream that led to the river. It was a rock that jutted out over the river. We spread out the blanket on the rock. You filled the two plates with two halved sandwiches and half of the fruit salad. We sat down, and I looked into the clear water. The. He rested a hand on her hip and squeezed."Aye, so am I lass, so am I"Kendra gasped and sat up, pulling at the sheet to cover her nakedness. "You’re not Alex!!'"Of course not, ya daft woman, I’m yer husband. Or have you forgotten already?” He said, giving her his trademark grin."No, no no nooo! I thought you were Alex!!" What had she done?! He would never forgive her, he would never come back to her, not now. She stared at him in horror and all he could do was laugh, the sound loud and. The deeper I went, the denser the foliage. Entire walls covered in vines and their leaves, pushing through holes to find the daylight above. Slowly, year by year, the plant had destroyed the castle, tearing apart the stones.The heady scent grew stronger. My lusts boiled hotter. It was all I could do to keep stumbling forward, my hand stroking my cock. I left behind spurts of cum, painting purple-blushing leaves and ancient stone with my seed. A trail of pussy cream splattered in my wake.I.