I don’t remember how I quite got dressed or back on my feet, you must have helped me, my mind was entirely focused on the increasingly glowing energ...y of the plants and trees around us, the waves of love I was riding, and the adrenaline of this magical day. That day in the woods, that tiny monumental moment in that day, will always stick in my memory, darling.It was, is, one of the most beautiful moments of my life, being so connected to you, fully free and awake within your forest, with. Louder and louder. While I was enjoying this she started playing with my hair. I loved that. Later I placed her hands on my butt.She held my butt and pressed them against her pussy as if she wanted to have it even deeper while moaning and making sounds. All of a sudden in about 6 minutes or so while I was fucking her with a moderate pace, she had big shiver and the loudest moan and all of a sudden many short un-coordinated pushes of her hip up and down and I could feel her vaginal contractions. I was slowly waking up and she smiled at me and kissed me. I just started pressing her boob over her top and slowly opened her top and I was shocked to touch them in real and then I started to press the nipples hard. She was about to shout and she was smiling and then I just grabbed her tits with both my hands and just pulled her down to me. She was on top of me. She was looking in to my eyes I could sense that even in absolute darkness.I did what she wanted and I just kept one of my right hand. ."Xania hissed quietly, "Alan! God damn you! I've only begun to describe this vibrator plan, and you're already using it against me? That is so completely unfair! You are such a clever asshole!" Hmmm. Could be that I am. That's another thing I want to discuss: how all these women fawning over me, praising me, practically worshiping me at times are slowly turning me into an egotistical, evil asshole. I think of it as the 'Good Alan' vs. 'Bad Alan' battle. But until we have that discussion, Mr..