Dollie was really enjoying these photos shoot while having her nipples and titties played with. After we rested and ate we fucked right there on that big drift wood log. Dollie's pussy was snug yet felt well used from all the orgasms she'd been having with her new nudie friends.
Dollie wanted to play this game some more. Sometimes we'd walk to the small river that flows from deep in the marshes of the State Park then we'd slowly return north until we are back near our RV site.
Other times we felt like walking the other half mile to the far south park boundary signs. Still when we liked to be closer to nature, and rarely meet others, we'd continue another half mile to the little pier where sometimes there would be old fishermen sitting, drinking, talking, sometimes actually fishing.
Dollie wanted to walk the distance and talk some of the old geezers into posing with her for hands on tit pictures. She didn't care if they were naked, she just wanted to get her titties fondled. I created another monster!
THE LITTLE RIVER.
When walking the nature trail and walking the trail that follows the narrow short river we discovered approximately where the river begins, sort of. In the vast State Park there is still much land left in it's natural state.
The land across the little river is posted and it is also being reforested after small homes and maybe farms were once there. This is why that beach walk is usually not crowded, no one cares about the peaceful parts of nature.
As the marshes overflow when it rains, they flow into a small lake. This lake spills over becoming the river, not more than twenty to twentyfive wide but varying from six inches to six feet deep, depending on the past weather.
The sometimes raging little river ends in Lake Michigan. In the dry seasons the river actually dries up or just backs up before getting to the Lake. Then the Lake's waves force their way up river further. There are times, by even walking out into the big lake, we can't get to the other side of the river.
The real reason I am writing about the river is for the mental picture. The trail right next to the north bank, starting at the top edge of the bach, gets narrower and ends at the loop trail beginning at a parking lot at the museum.
This trail attracts only a few brave hikers but the walk over tiny wooden bridges and throughout the woods and marshland are well worth the effort. Great for naked or topless hiking mostly alone.
Still none of this is why I am writing about the river trail. The trail begins just beyond the beach maybe six foot wide, turning into a narrow path as it winds into the marshes. For a change of scenery we sometimes return to camp by taking this trail and branching off on other northbound trails.
