the rough bark against her back as Cris pushed her against the trunk. The movement upset an owl and it hooted and flew from the branches above. At any other time, Johanna would have been keen to see the creature, but she just didn’t care about anything at the moment except Cris.
Johanna tried to raise her body high enough to get his cock inside her, but she was pinned between Cris and the tree. She couldn’t get enough leverage to do that, but the slight up and down motion allowed her to rub her damp sex against his erection. Stroking her clit against his cock made her even hotter. She could feel her creamy outer lips coating him as she pleasured herself. Cris gripped her ass in his large hands, spread her cheeks wide and raised her high. Flexing his knees, he drove his cock to the hilt. Johanna arched back, feeling the bark of the tree scrape her back. Cris nipped and sucked at her breasts, holding her easily in his grasp. Johanna tried to move, but she was helpless, impaled on his cock. Cris kept his hands anchored on her ass, not allowing her any motion.
Arching her back, she pushed her breasts closer to his mouth. Cris laughed and caught one of her tight nipples between his teeth and flicked it with his tongue. He teased one breast and then the other.
“Cris.” Johanna moaned his name as she tugged his head up to hers. Peppering his face with kisses, she desperately tried to move, jerking her hips forward. Holding her easily with one hand, he tugged one of her hands away from him and raised it high, wrapping her fingers around a thin branch. When he was sure she had hold of it, he captured her other one and raised it as well. “Hold tight to the branch and don’t let go.”
She nodded, her face brushing his. Cris turned his head and caught her mouth with his. Plunging his tongue deep inside, he kissed her breathless. She was gasping for breath when he finally pulled away and buried his face in her neck. 45
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His fingers tightened around her bottom as he bent his knees and lifted her. He pulled her back down at the same time he straightened his legs, driving deep into her. Her inner muscles clenched around his cock as he pulled almost all the way out of her. Driving back even harder than before, he buried his cock to the hilt. Johanna could feel her hot pussy wrap tight around him each time he drove into it. He set a pounding rhythm that had her gasping for breath. With her fingers wrapped tight around the tree branch, she hung on and rode out the storm. Her breasts bounced with each stroke, making them ache for Cris’s touch. Her cunt clenched harder with each thrust. His skin slapped against hers, music on the night air, as she hung onto the tree for support. Cris was relentless, not stopping for a moment. If anything, his thrusts seemed to get harder and quicker. Johanna didn’t know how much more she could take. Every cell in her body was screaming out for release.
Digging her ankles into his behind, she slammed down hard on his cock with every upward thrust he made. A bead of sweat slipped down her temple as she tightened the inner muscles of her cunt around him.
Cris growled and hammered into her over and over again. Tilting back her head, she dug her nails into the tree bark, screaming as she finally came. Her muscles flexed and closed around his cock as he continued to pound into her.
“Don’t let go.” His guttural command had her hanging on even tighter. She felt his teeth scraping her throat and tilted it back even further. Growling, he sank his teeth into her flesh and drank.
Even though she’d just come, Johanna felt a familiar heat as her pussy clenched once again. Spasms of pleasure rocked her body, as Cris gave one final thrust and came on a moan of pleasure. He removed his teeth and licked at her neck as he continued to hold her close.
Johanna took a deep breath and the scent of sex and pine filled her nostrils. She shivered as the cool night air dried the sweat from her
Johanna tried to raise her body high enough to get his cock inside her, but she was pinned between Cris and the tree. She couldn’t get enough leverage to do that, but the slight up and down motion allowed her to rub her damp sex against his erection. Stroking her clit against his cock made her even hotter. She could feel her creamy outer lips coating him as she pleasured herself. Cris gripped her ass in his large hands, spread her cheeks wide and raised her high. Flexing his knees, he drove his cock to the hilt. Johanna arched back, feeling the bark of the tree scrape her back. Cris nipped and sucked at her breasts, holding her easily in his grasp. Johanna tried to move, but she was helpless, impaled on his cock. Cris kept his hands anchored on her ass, not allowing her any motion.
Arching her back, she pushed her breasts closer to his mouth. Cris laughed and caught one of her tight nipples between his teeth and flicked it with his tongue. He teased one breast and then the other.
“Cris.” Johanna moaned his name as she tugged his head up to hers. Peppering his face with kisses, she desperately tried to move, jerking her hips forward. Holding her easily with one hand, he tugged one of her hands away from him and raised it high, wrapping her fingers around a thin branch. When he was sure she had hold of it, he captured her other one and raised it as well. “Hold tight to the branch and don’t let go.”
She nodded, her face brushing his. Cris turned his head and caught her mouth with his. Plunging his tongue deep inside, he kissed her breathless. She was gasping for breath when he finally pulled away and buried his face in her neck. 45
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His fingers tightened around her bottom as he bent his knees and lifted her. He pulled her back down at the same time he straightened his legs, driving deep into her. Her inner muscles clenched around his cock as he pulled almost all the way out of her. Driving back even harder than before, he buried his cock to the hilt. Johanna could feel her hot pussy wrap tight around him each time he drove into it. He set a pounding rhythm that had her gasping for breath. With her fingers wrapped tight around the tree branch, she hung on and rode out the storm. Her breasts bounced with each stroke, making them ache for Cris’s touch. Her cunt clenched harder with each thrust. His skin slapped against hers, music on the night air, as she hung onto the tree for support. Cris was relentless, not stopping for a moment. If anything, his thrusts seemed to get harder and quicker. Johanna didn’t know how much more she could take. Every cell in her body was screaming out for release.
Digging her ankles into his behind, she slammed down hard on his cock with every upward thrust he made. A bead of sweat slipped down her temple as she tightened the inner muscles of her cunt around him.
Cris growled and hammered into her over and over again. Tilting back her head, she dug her nails into the tree bark, screaming as she finally came. Her muscles flexed and closed around his cock as he continued to pound into her.
“Don’t let go.” His guttural command had her hanging on even tighter. She felt his teeth scraping her throat and tilted it back even further. Growling, he sank his teeth into her flesh and drank.
Even though she’d just come, Johanna felt a familiar heat as her pussy clenched once again. Spasms of pleasure rocked her body, as Cris gave one final thrust and came on a moan of pleasure. He removed his teeth and licked at her neck as he continued to hold her close.
Johanna took a deep breath and the scent of sex and pine filled her nostrils. She shivered as the cool night air dried the sweat from her
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