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On a spring day, warm for this season, we decided to go for a walk and to satisfy our future hunger, we bought red strawberries. As often I like to take a little delay on your step to watch you walk, you wear a green dress reminiscent of the leaves of the trees, your long black hair accompany the movements of your hips. The wind brings this smell of cherries that you all the time put in your neck but, this time if it mixes with the smell of these fruits that we reserve for 4 p.m. I catch up with you and with a teasing gesture I tap your left buttock and grab your hand to bring it to my mouth to kiss it.

Our gluttony gives way to appetite, we decide to discover a place to eat. This park offers several benches but we prefer to stop under the shelter of this magnificent cherry blossom tree. These pink petals let in rays of sunshine that landed on your face, your mouth made up in a pastel color became more colorful and thus set your pale tone become porcelain with these dancing contrasts. Your eyes underlined with a black line framed by your gold-rimmed glasses. This image of you has suspended time and to show you my budding desire I approach to kiss it. In response, you dodge my attempt and bring your finger to my mouth and without a sound your other hand grabs a red fruit and brings it to your lips.

I swallowed at the sight of the dance that your tongue offers to this strawberry. Your mouth kisses the fruit, you come closer to me and you push me against the tree, your hand on my mouth goes down to lean against my crotch, a force responds to this sudden movement. Your mouth gives me the fruit, your hand caresses my jeans, after several caresses your fingers catch my zipper, then unbutton my button and undo my black belt. Your soft sweet kiss comes off my lips and suddenly you’re on your knees in front of my boxers that draw my joy. Your two hands go down my underwear and let out my masculinity hardened by your little game. Taken by a moment of lucidity and reminding me of where we are, I ask you with a look really stressed “stop, you can’t do this “. You pretend not to hear me, you grab my penis with your left hand and press my glans against your tongue. you surprise me, you who prefer to receive than to give.

Your tongue surrounds it and come play with it like you did with this strawberry. Your hand slowly begins to go down and up, your mouth, engulfs my member and follows the movement of your hand. My noisy breathing disturbs the songs of the birds, to help you and also to better enjoy this show, I wrap your long hair around my hand. Your greedy look clings to mine, I find out you, I know you and you want me to lead the dance. This hand that follows your movements comes to block them. I pull your hair, I feel sucked, I push your head, I feel you suffocate and with each repetition the pleasure is more pleasant. And seeing your cheeks red with pleasure only increases my ecstasy. I know you like it, the presence of my domination makes you wet, when you’re horny my brutality drives you crazy.

Captivated by this moment, a noise of discussion reminds me that we are in the eyes of all. I push you and try to hide your candy as best I can. Frustrated and hungry, we watch the passersby pass by and the birds have resumed their song to taunt us. Once this family out of sight. I pull you by the arm and place your breasts against this tree, witnesses of our game, your hips which will soon be a pleasant catch towards me. I flatten myself against you, taking care to make you feel my desire against yours and tell you ‘I want to take you but you have to hurry’, your response followed by a moan ‘go ahead, hurry up’. You arch your back to receive, I pull up your dress, put it on your buttocks and surprise ‘You don’t have panties?’.

I present my member to your lips, the same one that played in your mouth not long ago. I slide my glans between your lips and then against your clitoris several times to lubricate my end, I present it to your lair and press gently to make it slide inside you gently, I feel every millimeter slide inside you. Penis fully inside you, I start gentle movements, you start to play with your intimacy, I trust you, you know the mechanisms of your pleasure, but I know a few cogs. Before accentuating my thrusts, I slap your ass and grab it with the whole hand to pull it, this generally makes you scream with pleasure, your moan confirms my words and in a teasing tone ‘hush! ‘. Shit, someone’s coming.

I cannot stop, I want to be inside you. I step back and pull you down to lay down I hope I’m out of sight I spread your thighs and resume our dance your moans are very loud as proof the melody of the birds has stopped I press my hand against your mouth to muffle the noises and speed up my movements. You tighten more and more, me more and more fat, I feel contractions around my masculinity and you in your femininity a liquid overflows. Cheeks red as strawberries, we get dressed and check if anyone has seen us, on the way we see a young couple with a smile on their lips looking in our direction…….

NSFW: yes

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