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Archive-name: country
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A day in the country
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It is one of fall's indian summer days and we decide to indulge in
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one of the last warm sunny days by taking a ride. Today I insist that
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you wear a dress which is made of a light cotton, ties up the bodice,
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and has a short flirty skirt. You try to protest claiming that while
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the day is warm there is still a cool breeze. We settle that you
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should wear your leather jacket and press close to me while riding.
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primarily uneventful as road winds sharply and any
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distractions could be deadly. The speed is high and I can feel you
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pressed to me. I start to slow down, you attempt to scream above the
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wind and the engine but your words fly away. I turn down a small road
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curving into a small clearing by a lake. You gently dismount so I can
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put the bike on the center stand. A smile crosses your face as you
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comprehend the action. You mount the bike, only this time placing your
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arse on the gas tank, facing me. I can smell your excitement and push
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your skirt up to reveal a pair of frilly bikini underwear. Your bush
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pokes out of the sides and strains against the fabric. You moan
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suggestively in anticipation of what will be next. Instead I untie
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your bodice to reveal an equally exquisite bra. I pull one globe out
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and suck and lick it with my tongue. You arch your back and push
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towards me trying to move my hand back to your aching cunt. This is
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what I've been waiting for. I grab it and quickly encapture it with a
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handcuff. Pulling behind your back I grab your other hand and tighten
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the cuff on it. Your face expresses many emotions surprise, excitement,
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wonder and fear. You feign being upset and squirm against your bonds.
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You even plead to be let go secretly hoping I don't.
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seduction by nibbling on your neck and earlobes. I hear
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you sigh and feel your hot breath in my hair. Gently I pull you from
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the bike--we'll save that for another day. Instead I lean you over the
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seat, your stomach resting on it, and your bottom exposed. Once again
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I raise your skirt. This time I pull your panties off exposing your
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arse and bush. You whine and prance like a mare in heat, begging to be
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entered. But there is more in store for you. I reach into my saddlebag
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and pull out a battery operated razor. You protest, but you know that
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jumping around is not a safe move. I ease the hair away with the
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razor despite your protests. Indeed you are quite wet from this. Your
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juices makes the hairs stick to the razor and I stop to pull them out.
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I continue until most of the hair is off but you are far from bare.
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Now I grab the rest of the toys and help you up from the bike. I lead
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you towards the lake and tie a rope around the cuffs and then attach
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you to a tree.
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I stop again and apply shaving cream to your stubbly
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pussy. Your eyes widen as you realize what is next. Now I have a razor
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and use my hands to shave you. You get jumpy as I near your precious
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clitoris. In fact, you're remarkably still but shaking. Juice runs
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from your cunt in a stream and forms a small puddle on the ground near
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your arse.
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Once you're neat and clean I wipe you dry. Your pussy is so
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beautiful and now very sensitive. I just breath on it and you quiver.
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I use a mirror to show you and use my tongue to make you enjoy it
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more. You don't say anything but I know that you love seeing this in
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the mirror. I push my beard against your hood and you gasp loudly.
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Your juice runs again and I place one then two, three and four fingers
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inside you, finger fucking until my whole hand is drenched. Then I
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bring it to your mouth where you hungrily lap it off, sucking my
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fingers.
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Now you're begging to be fucked. Your body writhes and twists. You
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moan and promise me everything. I'll get it anyway. I lead you back to
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the cycle and lean you over it again. I drop my jeans quickly and
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position myself between your legs. Then I start the engine. The
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vibration of the motor against your cunt drives you crazy and you buck
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and roll against the seat pushing your arse out to me. I enter you
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slowly teasing you. In, in, in, in, in. Still by balls have not
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slapped you. In and in. I remain motionless while you roll your hips
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and try to move forward. I reach around and cup your mound, my fingers
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finding your clit. I roll it gently in time to the engine. Then BANG.
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I pull out and fuck you hard. You gasp feeling my pubic hair tickle
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your skin. BANG, again I fuck you hard until your body explodes with
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multiple orgasms. Still I have not come. You're so sensitive now that
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I keep making you come by simply moving.
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I now release the cuffs and help you onto the tank. I then mount.
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You force your acing cunt onto me and gasp as my pubic hair now
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tickles your clit. We rock back and forth and wen I'm about to come
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you pull off, lean over and eat my cream. I pulsate for a minute. We
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get off the bike and I get a blanket for us to rest on until we gain
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strength for more.
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