This way. No, this doesn't look right. And I have no reception. Cool. That tree looks kind of familiar, but did I turn left or right from there? I can't remember. Fuck. you What was that? Sounds like someone chopping wood. I know there's other cabins around here, but I didn't think any of them were this close. Oh, hello. A hot, muscly guy in the woods, splitting logs. Primitive tent and a little fire pit.
Okay, so I must not be as lost as I thought if there's a lumberjack out here just casually camping and doing this wood chopping thing. Damn. He looks good. And he definitely fits the part. It's a little cliche, but a flannel shirt with jeans and suspenders. It's kind of sexy. I wonder if I should ask him for help. Sorry. Need something? Uh, let me guess, got lost on the trail? Yeah, I, uh,
I think I got turned around back there. I can't seem to find my way back to my cabin. Yeah, the trail gets a little hard to follow this time of year. Don't worry, I'll show you the way back. Thanks. You sure it's no trouble? I like trouble. When you smile, two deep divots appear on each of your cheeks. It's kind of funny to think that a woodsy guy like you has dimples, but they give you a handsome, youthful kind of look. It's cute.
The fabric of your shirt is strained against your chest, and your biceps look like they might split out of your shirt sleeves at any moment. You look like you belong out here. Like you'd just look out of place in the city or an airport or something. Yeah. You ever chopped wood before? Wanna give it a go? Uh, no. I guess I'll give it a try.
You hand me the axe, and your massive hand briefly brushes over mine. Your eyes sweep over me, quickly, like you don't want to be caught looking for too long. There's butterflies in my stomach. I kind of like the feeling of being looked at by you. Okay, lost girl. Show me what you got. Gracias. Not bad. Can I give you some advice? Sure, but it doesn't mean I'll take it. You move to stand behind me and I catch your eyes again before you're out of sight.
curiosity, amusement, maybe a little intrigue passes through them. You arrange yourself so that your solid chest presses lightly against my back just enough to feel the warmth radiating off of you. You smell like a mix of sawdust, dirt and sweat coming off of you. and i'd be lying if i said i didn't like it here let me there's a little hesitation in your touch as you reach around me to take hold of the base of the axe just above where my hands are
I can feel your gaze on the side of my face for just a moment, but I can't quite tell what you're thinking. Always keep your eye on where you want to strike. You guide me seamlessly, slowly bringing the axe up into the air. Your arms squeeze softly against mine as you move us in one smooth motion. I let go of the axe and turn around to see you smiling. Perfect. You're a natural. Thanks for the tip. Anytime. ¡Gracias! I'm sorry, was that? I should have asked if I could. Just keep kissing me.
Your rough cheek grazes up against mine as you set the axe against the stump. My body opens up to you as I lean into the cat. A rush of sensation travels along my hip as you curl your huge palm around me. don't really know what's happening but I'm trying not to think about it much I just want to go with it Amen. So, do you always make out with lost women in the forest? Unfortunately you're my first. You want to move to my town? Yeah.
I sink down onto the plastic tarp along the floor of your tent, and you'll lower down to your knees right in front of me. You unbutton your shirt and lay it down beside you. The ground is hard beneath the thin plastic sheet, but I'm way too lost in you to care. Your cock is hard in your boxers and you press it up against me. I tug away at my own clothes as quickly as I can until I'm in my underwear. You climb on top of me. The weight of your body against mine is comforting.
I pull down the waistband of your boxers until I free your cock, thick and pointing upwards. Play with my nipples. Gracias. Your thumb grazes over one of my nipples as one of your enormous hands gently kneads my breast. You take my nipple between your teeth and lick it with the tip of your tongue. Keep going. God, no! Your fingers trail down my stomach. Lower, lower. You slowly slip your hand between my legs and you spread some of my wetness up to my clit. Wow, so hard. Can you feel how much?
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