Ropes bind me, mist from the waterfall splash me as I stand against the rocks. He is quiet, admiring, and inspecting. He reaches out, pinches a nipple and moves lower. He is now pressing against me, I can smell him. He rubs his cheek against my breast, he hasn’t shaved. He imprisons my nipple with his mouth. I moan as his assault on my clit continues. He rubs harder. I groan louder. His hair rubbing my chin as he licks my nipples. I can take no more. “Go!” I hear and I scream my release.

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