Cruising For Girlcock in the Woods POV makes many of you cum!

In the heart of the woods, the air thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, I, the camera, am your eyes, your voyeur. I watch as she leans against the rough bark of a towering tree, her breath visible in the cool air. Her blue hoodie, a stark contrast to the greenery, clings to her curves, the white bow on her chest mocking the innocence she doesn’t possess. Her denim shorts ride up, exposing the top of her girlcock, the head already glistening with precum. She looks around, her dark eyes gleaming with mischief, knowing she’s not alone, knowing she’s being watched. She unzips her shorts, slowly, teasingly, giving me a full view of her thick girth. She strokes herself, her hand moving in a steady rhythm, her eyes never leaving mine. The woods are silent except for the sound of her heavy breathing and the rustling of leaves as she shifts, spreading her legs wider, giving me a better angle. She’s not just cruising; she’s inviting, daring me to join, to taste, to fuck.

Her hand moves faster, her grip tighter, her breathing more ragged. She bends down, her tongue darting out, licking her own precum, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. She stands up, her girlcock throbbing, veins popping, ready to burst. She spits on her hand, the saliva dripping down, coating her shaft. She strokes herself again, her hand moving in a blur, her body tensing, her breaths coming in short gasps. She’s close, so close. She looks at me, her eyes wild, feral. “Cum with me,” she mouths, her hand moving faster, her body shaking. Her girlcock pulses, her cum shooting out, landing on the forest floor, mixing with the dirt and leaves. She leans against the tree, her body heaving, her eyes closed, a satisfied smile on her face. The woods are silent again, the only sound the drip of her cum hitting the ground, a dirty symphony playing just for me.