We go there often and know where the good spots are if we want to get caught. We went to a spot where we knew we had a good chance of being seen, yet ...it isn’t out in the open enough to really get in trouble. We parked and went to the edge of the woods about 50 yards from the parking area. We stood there and made out and started taking off each other’s clothes. This spot seems to attract people who want to catch someone because any time we are there, someone usually drives in and looks us over. "Why does she hate him?" Cuz he's a guy." she said, "And all he wants is to fuck me." A little taken aback by her directness. "And how can she be so sure?" "Cuz he's a guy! And she hates guys!" "So, what do you think? Does he just want to get in your pants? Or does he actually like you? Does he treat you with respect, or treat you like shit." "I dunno!" I decided to end the conversation there, especially since we were getting personal and I was getting aroused. "Well, I have some work to do. " "yeah bitch... yewknow what to do"... as you look back down... at His belly button... andstart aiming... the head of your clit.. at your target... where Hewants... and insists... that you always cum... and with a whimperingmoan... and a weak gasp... as you're holding your clit... right down...and almost touching... His belly button... you start shooting... thin andweak... watery... and clear... sparkling streams... of your own clitcream... as He calls it... right into His navel... and staring. ‘So how were the first couple of months up North?’ Adrianna pushed a few strands of her hair behind her ear. ‘Oh. Unbelievable. I really had the time of my life. It was gorgeous, and I did so many things. I have never spent so much time in the outdoors. It’s a bizarrely beautiful country.’ ‘This is why I moved to New Zealand. Just can’t get enough of it.’ ‘Where are you from?’ ‘Florence, Italy.’ ‘Wow. I absolutely love that place. One of my favorite places.’ Cyrus wasn’t lying. Florence and.