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As much as I enjoy the party antics, I’m craving alone time with my dream girl. Taking her hand, we walk toward the woods where I ventured nearly a year ago. Oana bounces every step, humming her favorite song and clearly enjoying the relaxing powers of OG Peepaw’s moonshine.
“My grandfather will be around in a few days for his birthday party,” I explain to Oana as we return to Stache Lake. “In fact, the entire family is coming to town. You’ll get to meet everyone.”
Oana doesn’t get her usual nervous expression when I share these words. The moonshine unwinds all her worries until she’s running on impulse.
“I was so embarrassed today,” she admits while yanking at my jeans. “I felt like a loser ruining a winner’s life. Your family protected me, but my family tried to put you in jail.”
Rather than crying, Oana fumbles with my zipper. I slide her hands away from my dick and drop my ass to the ground. Guiding her into my lap again, I plant a kiss on her lips and keep her from speaking for a while.
Eventually, I end up on my back with her grinding her clothed pussy against my hard on.
“I love you,” she says in between kisses.
Though I think to say romantic things, too, her humping my erection shorts out my brain.
“I’m sexy,” she says when I tell her how she’s made me jizz.
“Fricking hell you are. But we need to get inside so I can make you crazy next.”
“No, do me here.”
“Mosquitos, baby.”
Oana stops fondling me and looks around. “No.”
My hand grips her tit as I consider whether naked fun time is possible so close to my partying family. Oana groans at how I tease her nipple.
“We can’t,” I insist, feeling something biting my ankle.
“Don’t be a prude.”
“Mosquitos will bite our most fragile bits.”
Oana looks around again. Instead of pointing out how she doesn’t see any, my dream girl lets out a blood-curdling scream and scrambles backward off me. I twist around to search for what she’s reacting to in the dark evening but find only swaying bushes.
“What are you seeing, babe?” I ask, standing up as Oana stares horrified at the bushes. “Maybe the moonshine has got you imagining things.”
“I saw someone watching us.”
As I consider if OG Peepaw is spying, Oana points and screams. “There’s something there! The Trinity Church jackasses are coming for me!”
Her screams draw attention from my family in the distance. I also notice movement in the bushes, meaning the moonshine isn’t making my woman nuts.
Stalking toward whoever is hiding, I wish I had a gun with me. I nearly back off and wait for my family to back me up. The moonshine is making me paranoid. What if a bunch of Trinity Church queefs is armed and ready to start a war? I’m outnumbered and too drunk to catch bullets.No, wait, I can’t do that even when sober.
Unable to wait for backup, I yell way louder than I intend, “Come out of there, you sanctimonious thunder cock!”
“Don’t kill me,” squeaks a voice from the bushes. “I don’t know what those last words mean.”
Oana is suddenly at my side, gripping my arm. “Anouk?”
“Yes.”
“Come out.”
“No.”
Oana falls to her knees and crawls toward the bushes. “I’m here. Don’t be afraid. I’m just a little drunk.”
