A couple of summers ago I met a guy there. It was quiet and we wandered off the path a little. He opened my jeans and pulled out my very hard, wet cock. Standing behind me he took his out for me. The warm sun, the quiet apart from that wonderful squelching noise, the whole thing was just so quiet and sensual. The odd murmuring between us but nothing more. I just leant back into his arms while he wanked me to an amazing finish.
Foolishly I didn’t swap numbers but would love to do that again. So simple, so sensual.
