#forest play

Need to get high while cuddling a puppyboy in a secluded forest overlooking a lake but the world isn’t ready for that. In a horny way

I've been thinking about the forest alot lately. A sign of the times perhaps. Big beautiful trees, an old house with questionable marks on the back of doors, strange sounds when the wind blows, the sound of twigs breaking under your feet as I hunt you under the moon. Waiting for you to stop to catch your breath I'd pounce hard enough to push you down into the dirt where we'd wrestle. Eventually I'd win and straddle you, gently pulling the twigs from your hair before I tear your shirt open and lick you from belly button to forehead. *Mine* I'd whisper into your ear and you'd know it was true. My teeth would be on your throat a little too hard but you'd moan into my ear from need. The smell of our arousal would join the smell of the trees as I slide my hand into your underwear to check how wet you were. Dripping wet , pulsing with need. I'd roll you over so you could smell the fresh earth while I put my fingers inside you until your song of pleasure joined the sounds of the night.