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“We’re not going to make it, Nate.”  I struggled to get the words out as I hurried after him on the trail.He squinted through the trees up to the sky, assessing the dark clouds that had come out of nowhere over the last fifteen minutes.  “You may be right, Lizzie-baby.”  He turned his attention back to me, a playful grin on his face.  “A little rain won’t hurt us.  Unless you’re the Wicked Witch of the West.”  He raised a questioning brow at me, and I gave him a light-hearted shove, bringing a laugh out of both of us. The first drop hit the top of my head, then another on my arm and within moments the skies had opened, and the rain was pouring down.  Nate grabbed my hand to pull Ataşehir Escort me off the path and into the shelter of a giant weeping willow tree. Once under the thick, swaying branches, the rain falling on us was lessened from a deluge to a heavy sprinkle.  The smell of the rain and damp earth surrounded us as we watched the downpour through the openings between the branches.Panting to catch my breath, I looked over at Nate.  “What now?  We just wait here and hope it passes quickly?”He moved into my space, his arm going around my waist to pull me against him.  “Yeah, pretty much.”  His other hand gripped the nape of my neck.  “I can think Ataşehir Escort Bayan of at least one thing we could do to pass the time.”Before I could respond, his mouth covered mine in a heated kiss, his tongue immediately probing for entrance, which I eagerly allowed.  Rivulets of water slid down our faces as he thoroughly explored my mouth, the water cool on my quickly heating skin.I was panting for a whole new reason when his mouth broke from mine and licked along the column of my neck to my ear, sucking the lobe between his lips and drawing a groan out of me.  My hands twined into his hair as he slipped a hand under my soaked t-shirt Escort Ataşehir and pulled the material of my bra aside to cup my generous breast.  His fingers worked my nipple, rolling and plucking it to a hard peak.“I like the way you think,” I groaned.As quickly as the wet material allowed, we worked to strip me from the waist down.  Nate pulled me with him as he sat on the moss-covered ground and leaned against the tree trunk.  I straddled his legs, undid his soft hiking pants, and release his thick cock, which stood hard and proud as it sprung free from its confines. Licking my lips at the sight of him, I took him in my hand and began stroking him.  His eyes slid shut and his head fell back, rain drops splattering on his face as he reveled in my touch.  Before I could move down to take him in my mouth, he grabbed my hips and hauled me up against him, breaking my hold on his silky hard length.  He quickly reached between us to guide the head of his cock to my weeping entrance.

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