You kissed me again, and felt me ready and eager beneath you, your hand between my legs starting a fire as I moaned loudly into our kiss. I groaned yo...r name in a beg for more as your lips left mine.You must have been staring down at me right then, wild like a nymph rolling on the forest floor, while I looked up at you, pure sky and tree-tops forming a crown for your golden-white aura.I needed you, my hips swaying with the pulse of the forest, the trees chanting rhythmically to us as my body. Massaging her sore jaw again, she tells me, “Show my little dicked husband how a Bull fucks a woman. Let’s see how much of that cock I can take!”I get on the bed, and slowly put just the head of my cock in her pussy when she says, “Hold on, slow down! Holy fuck that’s big. We’re going to have to work that in slowly.” Her pussy feels tight even on the head of my cock, and try to hide my amazement that his little dick has only opened her pussy up that. The only other thing I could think of was a football jersey, and while that would be very surprising indeed, it wasn't going to happen! I didn't doubt that Julia had something in mind though, so I was worried.We'd left the room, ignoring most of the chatting going on around us (I didn't want to respond to the girl who, I hoped jokingly, suggested the room I was so good in might be the bathroom. What was she thinking?). I was contemplating having to repeat my speeches in my and Julia's next. I didn’t argue. I wanted to take in the tranquillity of the place. I was so chilled out I barely noticed Karen spreading a rug out on the lawn and laying out a platter of sandwiches. She invited me to sit on the rug and told me she would be right back. I sat and waited. A couple of minutes later Karen returned, stark naked, and sat next to me. She asked me to undress and join her in a naked picnic in the warm sun. I didn’t need a second invitation to strip off my clothes and sit down on the rug.