Rupali : are baba tera to kitna bada hai. Mein ise meri chut mein nahi le sakungi. Tera lund to meri fad ke rakh dega. Meine kaha kuchh nahi hoga meri...pyari rani. Bada maza aayega. Bas thoda sa dard hoga use sah lena bad mein to maza hi maza hai rani. Phir hum dono 69 positon mein aa gaye mein uski chut chat aur chus raha tha aur woh mere lund ko lollypop ki tarah chus rahi thi. Karib 15-20 min. Mein mera pani uske munh mein hi nikal gaya aur is dauran woh 3 baar aapni chut ka amrit ras chhod. She was a bit hesitant at first, but I talked her round by reminding her that we would be alone in the middle of the woods. She looked so good in a pair of denim shorts that really showed off her great legs, and a blouse tied at the waist. I told her to bring a sweater in case it got cooler and also to bring her ear phones so that she could connect to her mobile and listen to music if she wanted to. We left the campsite and walked down the road till we came to a path leading to the woods. There. Her mouth slid over the head and down the shaft. She pulled off of it and did it again only slower and further down. She did this several times before he gripped her hair harder and started pumping his cock into her mouth encouraging her to go faster. So she did. Within moments he tightened his grip in her hair and shoved his cock faster and deeper into her mouth, making her gag and her eyes water. She felt his body tighten and heard him growl as he released himself into her mouth and down her. Long and narrow with protuberant nose set between heavily browed brown eyes ... with a cowlick for a head of hair. Ears of a lop ... long, mobile and bashful. The eyes were predator; both faced forward, alert but curious. His? her? clothes covered a long lanky stringy body. Not exactly pants or skirt. The shirt was dusty white, the sleeves were rolled to the elbows ... or what passed as such. The vest was almost black and well worn ... not that it was worn well. A green patch of cloth protruded.