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His thighs were slapping against her butt cheeks each time he thrust forward, and as he rolled her clit between his fingers, pinching it, pulling it, driving her crazy…she headed straight toward another massive orgasm.
She let out a yell that would wake every sleeping creature from there to New Orleans. She didn’t care if the whole world knew…she couldn’t keep it in. As soon as she started coming, with the tight walls of her pussy enveloping him, Gator pushed deeper into her, and his head almost exploded. He reached his own orgasm then, filling her up as they rocked into it together.
He held her up as her pussy throbbed and her butthole winked in uncontrollable convulsions. She was gasping for breath, her body slick with sweat. Once he was sure she had come down from her high, he let go of her gently and she slumped down onto the blanket.
He lay down beside her and as they looked into one another eyes, she said, “I love you, Gator.”
“I’ve always loved you, Sylvie. And I always will.”
She teared up when he said that…the happiest moment of her life, hearing those words.
* * *
After they had spentsome time unwinding, Gator hinted that he had something else planned before they could dive into the food they had packed.
With that he got up and wandered along the riverbank a short distance. He’d asked her not to look, because he didn’t want her to see what he was collecting, but she couldn’t help stealing a glance at his big beautiful naked body. His muscles rippled and when he turned back to see if she was looking, before he picked up the first item he wanted, her eyes drifted to his big flaccid cock that had been inside her earlier.
It still looked like it belonged to a donkey as it was swung from one side to the other when he turned his big muscular thighs towards her. She wondered how she’d even gotten all of it inside of her. She licked her lips, wishing they were wrapped around it now, but he called back to her, “Hey, you’re not allowed to look.”
She smiled and raised her eyebrows. “OK…promise,” she said, as she spun back around. Casting her eyes over the picture-prefect scene before her, she was struck by the sheer beauty of nature that surrounded them. The sunlight sparkled on the gently rippling water, the trees swayed gracefully in the soft breeze, and the vibrant wildflowers added a burst of color to the lush green landscape. It was as if they had stumbled upon a hidden gem, a serene haven where the natural world flourished undisturbed. The harmonious symphony of bird songs and the distant rustling of leaves created a calming soundtrack to their idyllic escape, allowing them to truly appreciate the breathtaking majesty of it all.
She lay back on the blanket closing her eyes.
Gator picked a few river oat stems after he saw their soft, delicate seed heads swaying in the breeze. Their feather-like quality was perfect for what he had in mind.
As he approached her, she rose up on her elbows and looked back at him.
He was admiring her naked body sprawled out on the blanket. He hid his surprises behind his back and with a mischievous grin, he said, “Ready?”
“For you? Always,” she said.
He retrieved three bandannas from his saddlebag and tied two of them together them to create a makeshift restraint. Tying one end securely to her wrists as he brought her arms up over her head, he fastened the other end to the wheel of his bike, after he moved it closer to their picnic blanket. He reassured her she was safe…even telling her that she could easily slip out of it if she wanted.
She trusted him with her life, so there was no thought of escape of what she was already anticipating would be a pleasurable experience.
Then he lifted her head gently and wrapped the third bandanna around her head, covering her eyes.
“Ready?” he asked once again.
“Mmm-hmm…” She could feel a tingle in her groin and was getting wet already just thinking about what was to come.
* * *
Inhaling deeply,she braced herself. A slight tension built up in anticipation, until at last, she felt the gentle caress on her skin. It lingered around her neck and briefly up behind one ear then the other. She felt if glide down between her breasts and across her abs to her pussy. He tickled her clit with it and ran it up the inside of each thigh. He moved it to under her feet, but she was too ticklish on her soles, so he moved away and retraced the path back up her body, taking his time to find the spots he could tell she loved on his way down.
“I don’t know what that is but you’re tickling me crazy,” she said.
“Guess,” he said. “I’m not going to stop till you tell me.”
She tried to concentrate but it was hard with her senses overwhelmed as she anticipated where it would travel next. As the softness grazed her sensitive skin, she blurted out, “A feather.”
“Yes,” he said to her relief. As her body relaxed, he started lightly stroking the length of her body again, between her breasts and down between her legs, tickling her clit once more.
“You said you’d stop.”
“A feather, yes,” he said, as he continued to torture her with gentle caresses. “But what type of bird?”
She laughed. “Great blue heron,” she said.
