Page 96 of Risks

“There’s a spot I want to show you,”I say with a wink. Holding her hand, I lead her from the beach and back to thecar.

I drive off the second we’re insideand head out of town, coming to the entrance of a trail I visited as a kid.

Parking on the roadside, Toya clingsto my arm as I guide her through the area. The place is more beautiful than Iremember, with more trees and flowers.

Finding a private spot a few feetdown from the main path, I check if anyone’s coming and pull her through thebushes, then against a tree.

We both groan in relief as ourmouths collide. I slide my hands under her blouse to feel her smooth skin,making my way up to her breasts. I fondle her perky nipples through the thin fabricof her bra before tugging it down to suck on the sensitive buds.

“Uhh…” Toya moans from pleasure and tacklesmy belt. She moves to my button and zipper next.

A growl tears from my throat whenshe frees my hard cock from the boxers and begins stroking it.

“It’s my turn to taste you,” shewhispers and crouches before me, taking my dick into her mouth.

“Fuck.” I tilt my head back, groaningand hitching. She twirls her tongue around the tip, then sinks down to the baseagain. The pressure builds along with her rapid movements.

“I’m coming inside you,” I declareand draw her back to full height.

Toya faces the tree, hoists herskirt up to her waist, and arches over for me.

Biting my lip, I tug her pantiesaside and swipe my fingers through her drenched pussy. “Fuck, you’re so wet,baby.”

“Ugh!” she cries when I plunge intoher and uses the tree to help her balance as I thrust like a savage. “God, thatfeels good.”

It’s not long until her pussy iscontracting around my cock. Her body begins to quiver, and sexy moans escapeher mouth. “Varen…fuck…”

“Mm…” I growl like a beast as theorgasm hits me all over. Legs shaking, I grip her hips while spraying my seedinside her.

The satisfying release leaves usboth winded, and it takes a few seconds for us to gather ourselves.

We share more passionate kissesbefore fixing our clothes and returning to the path.

“I really do have something to showyou,” I say, playing with my lip piercing.

Toya laughs and shakes her head inwonder. “Lead the way.”

Interlocking our hands, I usher herdown the trail, greeting a few people along the way.

Toya flashes me a shy look, mostlikely recalling what we just did in the bushes and how someone could havecaught us or heard our sexual moans.

As we veer around more trees, theold tower comes into view.

“Oh wow,” she marvels, taking herphone out of the small pouch to snap pictures of the ancient stone structure.

We walk over to the modern woodenstairs at the side and climb them to the top.

“Gosh, this is beautiful,” Toyasays. “It’s just indescribable.”

“Yeah, huh.”

We admire the view for a bit before takingselfies with the landscape and ocean in the distance, never ceasing to markmoments.

In another minute, we make our wayback to the start and head to Edinburgh, having lunch at a café on Princes Street,then continue the sightseeing, visiting areas we missed on our last trip.

It’s evening by the time exhaustionsets in, and we decide to call it a day. We enjoy the fiery sunset over thehills on the drive back to my grandparents’ property. I park the convertiblenext to Grandpa’s other cars on the port, and we mosey up to the main house tohave dinner with them.

Following the delicious meal, werelax in the sitting room.

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