Forest around us. Rain on skin. I’m on my knees before him. Heavy breath between us.

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In the heart of a forest dripping wet from a recent downpour, I’m on my knees, the cold earth beneath me a stark contrast to the heat radiating off his body. The rain patters against the leaves above, creating a rhythmic backdrop to the heavy breaths escaping both of our lips. His cock, thick and already slick with pre-cum, hovers just inches from my face. I can feel the tension in his thighs, the anticipation of what’s to come. I lean in, my tongue darting out to lick the underside of his shaft, tasting the saltiness of his arousal. His fingers tangle in my hair, pulling slightly, urging me to take more. I oblige, wrapping my lips around the head, sucking gently before taking him deeper, feeling him hit the back of my throat. The forest around us fades away as I focus on the task at hand, the sound of his moans mixing with the rain, creating a symphony of lust and desire.

He grunts, his grip tightening as he begins to fuck my mouth, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. I can feel the wetness between my own legs, the ache growing with each thrust. His cock slides in and out, coating my lips and chin with a mix of saliva and pre-cum. He pulls out abruptly, his chest heaving as he looks down at me, his eyes wild with need. “Turn around,” he commands, his voice rough with desire. I comply, positioning myself on all fours, my ass in the air, exposed to the cool air and his hungry gaze. He moves behind me, his hands gripping my hips tightly. I can feel the head of his cock pressing against my entrance, teasing me, driving me wild. With a single, powerful thrust, he enters me, filling me completely. The rain continues to fall, washing over our sweaty bodies as he pounds into me, each stroke bringing us closer to the edge. His fingers dig into my flesh, marking me as his, claiming me in the most primal way possible. The forest around us bears witness to our raw, unbridled passion, the sounds of our flesh slapping together echoing through the trees.

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