Truth or fantasy…
The truth is what you are willing to make it. Imagine meeting in the clearing of an oak forest. You dressed as instructed: skirt, shirt and shoes; and I ready to explode from my pants. As I throw the blanket in to the wind it catches like a parachute and gently drifts the forest floor. The wind pick up again and slowly breezes up your skirt to your pantyless little pussy leaving goosebumps as it passes. “Remove your shoes” is whispered in your ear and you quickly comply. As you rise, you feel me behind you, my hands on your waist slowly moving up to your breast as your shirt is lifted over your head. “Need I tie you down?" You glance over at the soft nylon rope hanging out of my bag of treats and proudly proclaim “No Sir” as you stretch your silky body on the blanket laying your arms above your head, your breast illuminated by the sun rays as they peek through the trees. Your nipples erect, pointing to the clear blue sky. You feel my hands on your ankles, slowly spreading your legs apart and exposing your clit to the cool air. As the breeze gently kisses your clit, a chill runs deep throw your entire body. You look to the sky and tree tops over you and admire their beauty and serenity. The feeling embraces you as you feel my tongue upon your clit. Then as I suck and lick, you begin to moan all the while melting in your surroundings and me…
Turn the fantasy into reality…
