The longer she watched the wind rustle the leaves, the more she thought of him. He was like a forest, filled with moments of serenity that escaped the...real world, but also wild at heart, a welcoming uninhibited freedom. Emma gulped as those thoughts lead inevitably to what all thoughts of Sylar led to. Sex. Outdoors. Something about that heated her to the core. The fantasy was dangerously primitive. The thought of bare skin against cool air had her staring into the distance, day dreaming about. The wintery trees below made a spindly carpet punctuated by tufts of pines. The sense of peace was enormous. Even the sight of miniscule cars moving on a road wasn’t enough to dispel the idea that we were far from everything.“Hey,” Heather murmured as she slowed and turned to me.“What’s up?”“I need a kiss.”I was glad to oblige. The tip of her nose was cold from the air, even as the rest of her was warm. We pulled tight and forgot the surroundings, grateful for the feeling of each other. When we. I then tried to put my finger inside small wet sloppy pussy but it was to tight and after much efforts it went it with a loud scream “aaahhhh ooohh god”then took out the wet sticky finger out and started rubbing my clit with it.I massaged my clit in circular motion, rubbing it round and pinching it, and rubbing it again. ohhhhh that felling was so good it made me moan continuously, all my mouth was doing is breathing heavily and moan loudly. I was getting a weird feeling in my stomach which. Make love to me, Edward. I don't care if it hurts."I hear him heavily sigh."Please," I beg again.Edward leans back a little and slides in his finger again. He is slower this time. In and out. In and out. I am ready for the sensation this time and do not cry out. I flinch just a little but feel my tight pussy opening up to him. I lean against the tree to feel the rough bark on my cheek and focus on the sound of the leaves rustling in the wind. "Is it feeling better, Annie?" "Yes. Oh my..." I try.