Campfire

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A perfect night on a romantic campfire getaway
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The stars in the heavens shine so bright
As the campfire flames burn in the night
The warmth of the fire is felt on my skin
As I slide my panties down with a grin
The aroma of burning oak fills my scent
Lifting my skirt, my hips begin the decent

The fire embers spark and fly all around
Only the woods hear our moaning sound
My toes stretch and curl in the grass
My husband's cock slides inside my ass

A squirrel scurries along grasping a nut
I giggle as I take husband deeper in my butt
The critter disappears beyond the light
The campfire settles spewing ashes o’ white
Oh, what wondrous fortunate perfect luck
Such a glorious night for an intimate fuck.

The fire embers spark and fly all around
Only the woods hear our moaning sound
My toes stretch and curl in the grass
My husband's cock deep inside my ass

In my husbands tender embrace I find
Joy, safety, comfort, and peace of mind
The campfires warmth rebuffs nights air
He tenderly touches me with gentle care
His fingers caress my cheeks and my lips
As I continue a slow gentle roll of my hips

The fire embers spark and fly all around
Only the woods hear our moaning sound
My toes stretch and curl in the grass
My husband's cock buried inside my ass

My shirt unbuttoned reveals lack of a bra
Over my shoulder he looks down in awe
I guide his left hand to my breast, perfect fit
His right hand under the skirt to my swelling clit
Our voices sing out in harmony to the valley below
As we screw in delightful pleasure so very slow

The fire embers spark and fly all around
Only the woods hear our moaning sound
My toes stretch and curl in the grass
My husband's cock quivering inside my ass

I feel so loved in our camp - us two alone
Our little paradise of mountains and stone
His loving touch so soft and so tender
Excites my senses to heights of splendor
In my ear his gentle moans and a sigh
Tell me plain that his climax is nigh

The fire embers spark and fly all around
Only the woods hear our moaning sound
My toes stretch and curl in the grass
My husband's cock cumming inside my ass

My hips move faster at his request
His hand clutchs tightly to my breast
As my hips quicken their rhythmic pace
I look up at the night beauty of space
I feel excitement growing with every moan
I’m ecstatic when I hear his deep loud groan

The fire embers spark and fly all around
Only the woods hear our moaning sound
My toes stretch and curl in the grass
My husband's cock cums inside my ass

His love and cum fill me completely inside
As he hold me, his adoring and loving bride
He does not wish to let me from his arms go
His deep deep love for me he needs me to know
If this world grants him riches, honor, and pride
To him it’s worthless without me by his side

The fire embers spark and fly all around
Only the woods hear our moaning sound
My toes stretch and curl in the grass
My husband's cock spent inside my ass

He continues to pleasure me as I’m not yet done
My climax for him I think, might be even more fun
I let all of my inhibitions loose to the sky
My climax erupts in a powerful mighty cry
My body shakes and quivers in joyful glee
As my husband tightens his hug around me

The fire inside sparks as my spasms abound
Only the woods hear my orgasmic sound
My toes clutch and pull at the grass
My husband's cock still inside my ass

The last embers spark as the fire dies down
Only the woods have heard our love making sound
Between my toes are pieces grass and dirt
His hands still caress my breasts under the shirt
This night could not have been more perfect to this lass
Then t’was with my husband's cock buried deep…
deep...
deep...
inside my ass.

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