Dusk had fallen, but we had reached our goal for today. The view from the ledge of the rock would provide the photos of the orange-gold haze of the setting sun against the vivid purple-violet sky. In our sweaty feverishness to capture this unique moment in time we had pushed ourselves to the limit to reach this vista. Now that the fingers of dark had stretched across the land, we became more aware of the sounds of night settling around us, crickets chirping, and birds tweeting their final goodnights.
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I could smell the hot, earthy scent of him as he carefully packed away the equipment and tipped his head right back to take a long drink of water. Slowly, a trickle ran through his beard and streaked a path down his neck and collarbone. I sniffed the air, soaking in his man smell; in my mind my tongue traced the path of the water. The hike had been grueling and I felt muscles in my body coming alive again, straining and sweating. Now, I could feel another muscle, a hidden inner one, beginning to tighten and pulse. An invisible cord seemed to run from my clenching womb to my tightening nipples. I was hot and horny, and I wanted to be mounted by my equally sweaty, rough man. NOW!
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Even as I concentrated on taking the perfect shots I was aware of the musk of her surrounding me as she moved around. A quick glance in her direction as I heard a sharply inhaled sigh had me noticing her entranced eyes, slightly opened lips, as she gazed at the setting constellation. I felt her eyes hot on me as I packed away the equipment and the persistent throbbing blood in my cock left my mouth dry. I needed a long drink of water to cool my head. Just as the sounds of night creatures enveloped us, I wanted to be thrusting into her pussy, tasting the salt on her skin, and hearing her adding her cries to the night. The urge to mount her was like a haze before my eyes. I wanted to fuck her. NOW!
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