Fertile Farms Bundle: 20 Erotic Farm Girl Collection
Even as she began to tremble harder, her breathing quick and gasped as her hands dug into the grass at her side.
“Oh, Tyler!”
I savoured that view and worked my mouth harder, lapping my tongue faster against her cunny, swirling about her clit as I kept her pinned down. I wanted her so bad, but more than that, I wanted to make her cum, make her cry out my name again and again until that beautiful woman was mine forever. My dick strained thicker, and I felt like my shaft was on fire with need, but it’d have to wait.
Though not for much longer. As my tongue swept along, the tip teasing that nub to hardness, she really started getting into it. Wriggling and screaming and sucking in breath.
Though my hard work and diligence was rewarded when she screamed my name loud enough that I was sure the county over could hear it, and her pussy grew so hot against my tongue. Her body was wracked with her intense orgasm, and I gotta say, I’d never seen any sight better.
Still holding her down with one hand, I rose up as she still flailed, hooking my thumb into the waistband of my briefs and tugging them down. My meaty shaft tumbled out, throbbing thick and hard, the coloured veins jutting out so prominently, leading up to the rigid, purple crown.
I moved in quick and sank that girth into her cunt with one firm, hard motion. It took power from my hips to get it in, though. To stretch her little pussy wide to make room for that meaty length, but I was lost in pleasure, moaning loudly as I disappeared inside her warm folds.
It extended her own pleasure, I could tell that much, because as soon as my pelvis ground against hers, she was singing out my name again. Another tremble went through her as her hair fanned out around her beautiful face. Her eyes were closed, those dark lashes fluttering as if she were having a beautiful dream.
Her legs wrapped around me, those thick thighs holding me in place as I delved into her so deeply.
Ideas of waiting, prolonging the moment, being romantic about it… those were gone, because it was raw, animal need. Lust. Desire.
I raised my hips and crashed back down into her, pounding my dick into her tight confines, our two bodies raw and unhindered as I thrust. It was reckless, dangerous, but I was mad with need for my Rosa, and I didn’t want anything to spoil our time together. Certainly not a condom, and judging by how she took me, cried out my name and egged me on, the feeling was shared completely.
Her arms went about me, the fact that I was still shining with sweat from the afternoon sun not hindering her for even a second. She was into it. Me being a man, that scent that came with it, the fact that I was taking her so lustfully in the middle of the day.
Her mouth found mine for a few moments, pressed into it, her tongue lashing against mine eagerly as her legs tightened. My tanned and firm flesh pressing into her beautiful, soft figure as my cock pistoned in so quickly.
It was the kind of moment between a man and woman that felt so perfect. Her soft, feminine curves pressed to me, my hard, glistening male form atop her. We rutted and fucked in the grass like humans of pre-civilized years.
My dick swelled within her, my excitement taking me to such heights as my pace grew, and I fucked her harder, faster, always more. The passion not subsiding as I vented the long years of frustration into my beautiful Rosa, stunned by her beauty, moved by the tender, sweet way she kissed me back.
It was hard, but at the same time, it was always tempered by passion. Those real emotions shared between us, making every brutal thrust into something so much more.
It wasn’t the quick frolic, the desperate longing to simply get off.
Nope, sappy as it all was, there was something real there, and it made her pussy all the sweeter as it clung around my cock. Her tongue pressed against mine, her breasts flattened beneath my hard muscles.
Though we were still relatively new to one another, and certainly not an official couple, we were man and woman then. Me, weary and wanting from a long, hard day. Her, soft and yielding in her desire for me.
I couldn’t hold back for long in the face of that sweet sensation, the way her pussy clenched to my dick and clung to it. Each time I would pull away, it felt like it was pulling me back into her.
All over my torso, my muscles clenched, my abs and pecs bulged, and the fire in my loins rose from my balls up along my shaft. I was letting loose a deep, thunderous roar and my whole body was quaking.
My release was at hand and I had no intention of pulling out. I wanted her, I wanted a life with her, I wanted it all. And I wanted to cum in her more than anything. I buried my dick in deep, and I blew such a thick, virile load of cum deep into her, jamming the crown of my manhood against her womb and unleashing all I had to give.
“Tyler!” she screamed, and it was in absolute pleasure. The throes of her own desire burned for me and she was losing it as I came. Grinding against me, her little pussy milking my cock with such need.
She wanted me to fill her with my cum just as bad as I wanted it!
We writhed together, lost in rapture in the final moments. Her fertile depths soaking up my rich creamy seed, taking every last drop until I was panting over her, my hard body glistening. I fell atop her when all was done, and we laid in the grass, kissing and making out until the sun came down.
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Rosa and I had a strange start, I’ll confess. And any other fella would’ve told me I was
hasty and impetuous when we first made love in the grass. But I never regretted a moment of it. Not even with what came after.
Nope, to the contrary.
Looking down at her beautiful face between my thighs, working my dick up and down in her mouth as she knelt on the kitchen floor… I knew it was all perfect. We’d had six months of bliss together, and it was just another morning.