You yielded your head back as my lips met yours, tasting your salty skin, my tongue lightly hunting for yours and finally meeting it. You yielded your head back as my lips met yours, tasting your salty skin, my tongue lightly hunting for yours and finally meeting it. You rested your hands on your knees, your pack still on your back, supporting you. You pulled me in for a wet kiss, and then whispered “put your cock inside me”
You stood up, boots on and strong legs moving around me as I took the position you had before, my back against the pack and sitting on the mats and sleeping bag. They were welcomed by our feet, breaks from the otherwise rough limestone rocks that outlined the rest of the path thru the woods. You yielded your head back as my lips met yours, tasting your salty skin, my tongue lightly hunting for yours and finally meeting it. A breathless vista stretched ahead of us. I felt my cock hardening under my shorts, and kept walking in silence, enjoying the up and down motion of your cheeks. You rested your hands on your knees, your pack still on your back, supporting you.
