It’s the first day of August, it had been ungodly hot all of July, but today is perfect. Lying on the soft grass, my eyes are closed, I listen and feel everything around me. The breeze is blowing every so often, stirring the smells, enhancing them, if you may. The park is large, and used by all. But for right now, it feels like our little safe haven. The smell of fresh cut grass and a barbecue grill going in the far distances teases my senses. ‘Mmm, what a perfect mix,’ I think to myself. Your scent is what I smell most, the breeze catches it perfectly. You’re freshly showered and I can still smell the scent of your soap. It leaves my nose tingling, as if embedding it into my mind forever. The sounds of children giggling and squealing with delight as they play drift through the air.Pet owners play with their dogs, the barking fills the park as well, listening to the dogs chasing the ducks. The new fountain recently added to the park trickles water from the three-tier design. You brush your thumb against my hand. It’s a small gesture, but one I love. It is simple and sweet. It has always made me feel special. It doesn’t happen often with our jobs, when we both have the day off on the same day. However, when we do, we always love coming to the park, if the weather calls for it. We always pack a picnic lunch, grab a blanket and enjoy the park life. We like to catch up on work gossip and people watch as we spend time together. Today, I packed fried chicken, which we ate cold, with macaroni salad and Italian bread. I made sure to bring the ice tea and even packed brownies for something sweet. Bostancı Escort Once we are done with lunch, we lie side by side, soaking in the sun. We’ve both removed our sandals and run our toes through the grass. “This day has been perfect so far, wouldn’t you say?” You ask, just barely above a whisper. We haven’t said much in the last half hour, simply enjoying one another. We say enough just by the smallest touches, like we always done. “Mmm, it has been. I’m not ready for this day to ever end,” I whisper. I roll over into you, my head on your chest, your arm curls around me. I can feel you cup my arse perfectly. “Hmm, no. I don’t want to end either,” you say, with such a low voice, it sends a shiver down my spine. Your hand moves down the length of my body, until it reaches the hem of my dress, before you begin to move it up and under. You’re touch is intoxicating and I let out a soft moan. “Mmm, what are you doing?” I breath out the question, but part my legs slightly for you. The smile I hear in your voice is obvious, when you answer. “Oh, well, touching what’s mine, of course,” you say. “Mmm, don’t ever shave. I love this beard of yours. Yes, I suppose it is yours, isn’t it? But we both knew this.” “You know I won’t. I rock this beard,” you chuckle, snuggling me closer into you. Your hand grips my ass, and I let out another soft moan.It has been ages since we’ve had sex. Between the heat of this so very humid summer and our work schedule the way they are, it has made it difficult to find those times together. The last time we had the chance, it was Bostancı Escort Bayan in nearly midnight and still ninety degrees outside, the air conditioner broke just moments before we got started and we decided against going further. “What’s wrong, baby?” You tease me, as you trace your fingertips over my panty-clad pussy. “You know damn well what,” I giggle. My hand reaching down, and rest casually on your shorts. You let out a soft groan, and I know that you have the same thing on mind. I brush my fingers just right to get your length, and squeeze ever so gently. You gasp out, I’m sure shocked by my boldness, and the sensation of being touched. Your fingers grip me a little more, as if to keep yourself from ravishing me. “You’re not playing fair, my sweet girl,” you groan out, as I do it once more. “When have we ever played fair with each other, darling?” A soft giggle escapes my throat, and you growl lightly. You know as much as me this is true, and we enjoy toying with one another. “Take a walk with me, baby?” you ask, shifting a little. “I’d go anywhere in the world with you, love.” I slide out of the crook of your arm. I open my eyes, blinking a few times. We pack all our stuff, and toss it in the car, before walking casually around the park. There are fewer people now, all going to get lunch, leaving this paradise for us to enjoy. There are still a few people though. We both know where we’re going, we’ve been there before. We’re naughty, and love going to find our spot. Hand in hand we stroll around like any other average twenty-something Escort Bostancı couple would do. No one much pays attention to us, and we don’t to them. The two trees which are bent in such a way that look like a gate come into view. It is so lush, and green, the smells of outdoors is overwhelming, very welcoming. We step between the tree gate, and enter what we call heaven. It’s a little cove, the sun can shine in but the trees block most of it. The rays of light do work in, depending on the time of day. I remember the time we made love in here, whilst it was raining. It was so incredible. It was perfect.You press me up against the rock wall, my arms above my head with one of your hands holding me in place. I can see the lust in your eyes, looking deep into my soul, reading the same want in my own desires. You smile and lean into me, kissing me deeply. I can taste your exotic flavor when we kiss. I moan against your lips, as your other hand skims around to my backside. You grip my ass and squeeze it. ‘Mmm yes,’ I think. I love when you do that. A few moments later, your lips leave mine, trailing down to my neck. Your breath tickles my flesh. ‘God, yes!’ It feels so amazing. My breathing escalates, hitching after a few seconds of this burning lust builds inside me. You release my hands and I quickly move to remove your button to your shorts and slide your zipper down. I let them both fall to the ground around you. You do the same to my panties. I give you a cheeky smile, as you push up against me again. Your cock presses up against my lower belly and your lips find mine again. I’m able to slide my hand between us gently and I stroke you while we kiss. You’re delighted to see I’m not wearing a bra, when you expose my breasts to you. You kiss and bite on my flesh, before suckling my nipples into your mouth. My delectable, rose-tipped nipple throbs instantly, and a moan escapes my lips.