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She got out of her car and locked it before she shut the door. She took the stuff out of the trunk after opening it. Carrying a blanket and a good book with her as she stumbled through the dense woods.

She finally reached a clearing and gasped at the sight. Acres of green tall grass lay before her. Smiling, she skipped to the spot where she thought was safe to settle down. After laying the blanket down, she laid on her stomach and started to read the book.

The sun shone on her, making her a little hot. She sat up and took her shirt off then laid it down beside her. She resumed back to reading. Deeply engrossed in her book, she didn't see a shadow fall on her. She jumped when she felt a hand touch her shoulder, stiffling a scream. She stared into the person's face in fear.

She sat up and covered her chest, since she was clad in a sexy bra. The person moved and she saw his face. Sighing with relief as he spoke, "Did I startle you? I'm sorry." "Yeah, you did. What are you doing here? How did you know that I was going to be here?" she asked.

He shrugged. "I always came here when I needed the time alone. I didn't know that you did too." She motioned for him to sit down. He sat down by her. "So, well. What are you doing here without your shirt?" "I was hot. So, I thought I'd take it off since no one would see me. I didn't expect anybody. I thought I was the only one who knew this place."

He chuckled. She smiled. His eyes kept on looking at her breasts. She blushed. "You're beautiful, you know that?" "Yeah, you told me that. Remember." She looked away. "Oh, did I?" He looked puzzled. Hurt flashed in her eyes. "Yes. That night you came over."

His forehead wrinkled as he tried to remember. Then, he said, "Ah. Now, I remember. When was that?" She sighed. "A month ago. It was simply a one night stand." "One night stand? Are you sure?" "Yes."

He gazed into her eyes. She lowered her eyes, avoiding eye contact. Her chin was lifted by his hand, forcing her to look at him. She blushed. He smiled then kissed her gently. She moved back, afraid of what was going to happen again. He nodded in understanding. "I guess I better get lost. You look like you need time alone."

She laid an hand on his thigh. "Don't go." He arched his eyebrow. Then he covered her hand with his. "Are you sure? Seeing you without your shirt is tempting me. It's like you're playing with fire, sitting there like that." She sighed then moved forward to him. Delicately kissing him, she rubbed his thigh. He held back, unsure.

She darted her tongue into his, invading his barrier. He responded with a passionate fervor. His hands found his way around her and pulled her toward him. She moaned in relief. He laid back, still kissing her passionately.

He let his hand roam around her body, feeling her and setting her on fire with his touch. She ripped his shirt, popping the buttons off. Then pulled it off. He chuckled into her mouth. He felt her hands slide toward his torso to his manhood.

That was when he became hard. He moved away, panting. She looked at him, lustily. They ripped their clothes off and made an small pile of clothes. Naked, they lay on the blanket, caressing and kissing. He fingered her wet clitoris as she fondled his rigid shaft. She moaned, "Oh, god. I can't wait any longer..."

He moved her legs until they rested on his shoulders. Shifting into position, he gazed at her body. Then he thrust his hard penis into her dripping clitoris. He kept moving back and forth, with her arching her hips to meet his in rhythm.

They made love passionately and when they both felt that they were close to the climax they stoped in order to keep the attraction between them alive. Then he rested on top of her as she moved her legs off of his shoulders to the blanket.

She felt him intensely inside her and smiled. "You were great." She complied, "So were you." She blushed then laughed. They looked at each other, lost into their embraces.