What could be better than walking through the summer forest? A clean, light breeze that comes through between birch and fir trees, the aromas of grass and coniferous trees And is it important that it is almost midnight? Summer nights are bright, the sky seems almost transparent, and the heat subsides and a pleasant euphoria from the sensation of cooling air appears.
He offered to show a quarry in this forest — she, who had recently arrived in this city, very much wanted to find some such pleasant places where one could walk in her free time alone or just like that with new acquaintances.
Narrow paths along which they walked to a career, rare other walking, walking towards, easy conversation about anything. All this awakened in her a state of calm, trust, and relaxation, so when he proposed to turn off the path to shorten the path and show the quarry from the most beautiful point of view - she obediently followed him. After a few minutes of traveling through the forest, needles and cones crunching under her feet, she had already lost sight of the path, and he kept looking around, trying, apparently, to recall the very short road to his career.
She did not even notice the moment when he was behind her - after all the way she followed him. A slight shiver ran down her back as he suddenly touched her thigh from behind. I had to make some efforts to pull myself together and turn to face him, remove his palm from his body. More precisely, to try to do it all - as soon as she began to turn around, he put his second hand on her shoulder, squeezed and pressed so as to stop her movement. Her hands, trying to intercept him, he threw back easily, and on another attempt at resistance, he squeezed both her wrists behind her back.
She again tried to pull herself together and remember what to do in such situations. First of all, she needed to keep her strength to escape, he clearly surpasses her strength and will not even succeed in pushing him away. He perceived that she ceased to resist otherwise - he removed his hands and said: "Get on your knees!". Indignation and fear covered her from this demand so that she could not move. “On your knees!” - both his hands pressed against her shoulders and knees, and so trembling with excitement, easily gave in. He pushed her forward and she had to get on all fours. Now there was no chance even to escape.
He gave her just a few moments, allowing him to realize what was happening and understand his position in front of him and continued to enjoy power over her — stood up so as to pinch her waist between his legs, not even letting him move, slowly lifted the hem of her skirt and let it go panties. She tried to at least lean forward or rearrange her knees, which all the same needles and flying bark had been digging into, but it was enough for him to squeeze the legs on her waist more strongly to remind her who was in charge of the situation. She knew that through her fast and deep breathing, moans of pleasure would begin to show through, but because of her pounding heart, she could not hear anything ... until the moment when the sound of a belt being removed from the loops slipped over her back. She could not see what was happening next, but she heard his every movement — folded the belt in half and slapped them lightly on his palm.
Between the sound of the whistle and the sound of the slap, not even a moment passed. The hit for the first time did not even hurt too much, but she immediately felt the skin burn where the belt was attached. The second time he hit harder, she sharply leaned forward and a moan finally broke through her breath. (eroticspace) A few more slaps on her pope - she still instinctively leaned forward, but continued to moan with pleasure and already without waiting until he pushed her with his knees into place, returned to the pose that he had defined for her at the beginning.
He gave her a few seconds, perhaps enjoying himself as her skin blush and swell.
But as soon as he felt that she was relaxing, he sharply squeezed her ribs with his feet and lashed the belt over her thighs much stronger and immediately said: “Quiet, my girl!” - because the echo of the slap echoed her echoes.
The spanking lasted for a few more minutes - methodically, not allowing her to get used to the pain, nor to relax, he spanked it with a belt over the pope, something stronger and a little easier. When he stopped and threw the belt aside, she could not feel relief, knowing that it was not the final yet. However, he freed her from the grip of his knees and slightly moved aside. It was impossible not to take advantage of the situation and she began to rise to her feet, as he again pressed her shoulders and pushed in the back: “Stay right!”. Now he knelt at the back and unzipped his pants. He ran his hand along her crotch from the bottom up, using her lubricant instead of a lubricant, put her other hand on her lower back, moving her closer and putting her finger inside.
Pain. Strong and embarrassingly pleasant wave leaked all over her body, she moaned again. She responded to his every move with an instinctive attempt to move away and immediately sag more strongly to allow him to penetrate deeper. He had enough of several movements of such a prelude, and he took out a lubricant. Not even letting her cool down a bit now, he pressed the head of his dick to her bottom and pressed hard, pushing it in deep and dramatically pulled her shoulders with both hands to enter to the end. She had to bite her lips so hard, so as not to scream that in a normal situation it would have been too painful, but now all her feelings were where he moved. “Get down!” - again pressed her back and, slipping a hand to her neck, took her hair. He moved, slowly at first, taking out his penis almost completely and entering deeper and deeper each time. But the desire of both grew and he accelerated, his movements became sharp, but still just as deep. He pulled off her hair so that she bent her back as much as possible and she felt that he was filling her inside even more, even stronger. And all her muscles tightened, letting through a contraction of the orgasm. He waited for her body to relax and took out a member. “Now you can stand up. Come on, I'll show you the quarry! ”