Best outdoor/voyeur sex experience?

BJ in the Garden

A long time ago, I was visiting my then girlfriend at her grandparents home. We were always sexually adventurous, but she was deathly afraid of upsetting her grandfather, so it had had been a "hands off" weekend. Well, late in the evening on Saturday night she must have had enough of that. We slipped out of the house to take a walk, and the next thing I know we're sitting on a bench in the backyard garden. I should say, I was sitting, she was kneeling in front of me sucking on my cock. I can't say it was the best blowjob I ever got, but it was memorable!
 
Not really sexual but I dot quite dirty once when I was out so I drove home for the 50 miles in the nic. right through Stoke city centre as well. Oops! I must have looked a right noob. :D:D:D
 
My wife likes exhibitionism quite a bit. During one of our earlier trips to swing club we decided to make love in the voyeur room. Interesting and exciting to be naked and making love in front of 40 other couples. I was happy not to have suffered "stage fright" :O

Since then we have had many more occasions to perform for groups and participate in large group activities. All of it has been very fun.
 
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My wife likes exhibitionism quite a bit. During one of our earlier trips to swing club we decided to make love in the voyeur room. Interesting and exciting to be naked and making love in front of 40 other couples. I was happy not to have suffered "stage fright" :O

Very hot! Good work. I'd love to do something like this. Just need to find a suitably naughty lady to accompany me. There's a club in Holland called Fun 4 Two that I'd really like to visit.
 
I wanted to share a story, but it might have to wait now that I think about it...
 
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Wish I had a better story.

Did it in a cloak room once.

As for the great outdoors though, I once got a Blowjob at my camp site on the Mantario Trail. Other campers were around, if they were watching I didn't know about it.
 
Well in the garden of a French mansion in the middle of the blizzard is one that ranks high, but I doubt anyone saw.

But I did have an experience you might call an epiphany since it changed my whole sexual outlook on life.

Mike and I were living near Heidelburg, we both worked for the European Space Agency, but in different divisions, I was in Weather, Mike was Mission Control. He kept odd hours so we commuted seperatly to Darmstadt when the complex was.

This night there was a reception at Meteorology I was keen to attend, I got home, showered, put on a new black skirt, white blouse and matching black jacket. Formal, I wanted to be seen as a technician, not a floosy. But my underwear was all fun, black stockings, suspenders, lace G string and lace see through black bra, I added a pair of black shoes with killer heels. My bribe to Mike not to get drunk and burble all over my bosses, I would flash them in the car and show him what was waiting for him when we got back if he behaved.

But Mike did not show up. Disappointed I phoned Control, figuring there was another disaster going on and he was stuck, there had been a major panic a week earlier when Skylab crashed to Earth. I got the run around and switched tack, phoned helpdesk and told them I needed a telemetry engineer stat. A pause then "Sorry, Mike is the on call but he left two hours ago, I can try his home number if you want?"

"Never mind." It was a half hour commute down the A5 autobahn at most. I called the police, no, no accidents in the area. "There will be soon," I thought.

I sat and waited, and waited, it was nearly midnight when he turned up, he saw my outfit, did a double take and went "Oops."

I gave him both barrels in the face, reloaded and went for the knee caps. I demanded he tell me who he was screwing or get out (my worst fear was it would be someone from my office, that would be total humiliation). I saw him trying to muster up a lie and then give it up, or I thought so, but the story he came out with was so much cock and bull I could only stare open mouthed at him.

"I am a voyeur," he said. That meant nothing to me, he had told me that when we met. I had never really processed it, he liked me to wear sexy clothes, he liked me to pose nude for him. That was what a voyeur was, right? Apparently not.

"There are some quiet parking spots on the A5, they go into the woods a bit," he told me, looking very shame faced. "Couples go there in their cars and voyeurs like me go to watch them."

Long pause, "say something," he pleaded.

"What utter bullshit!" I retorted. "Who the fuck is she?"

But Mike stuck to his story, finally I grabbed my car keys. "Come on," I snarled. "Show me."

I thought he would break then, but he just got in the passenger seat. I drove fast, knowing it scares him and liking that.

"There is one," he said humbly.

I pulled in and sure enough the parking road did cut further from the road than the normal ones and was shaded by the trees of the Odenwald. Despite the lateness of the hour I was surprised to see the marked out spots were nearly all full so I pulled into the overflow by a picnic area and frowned, something was very odd here. As my eyes got used to the gloom I could see that small crowds were gathered around some of the cars.

"What the hell is going on?" I wondered aloud.

"I told you," Mike said.

I tried to get my head around it. "Those groups, they are looking in a car, at a couple?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

The question seemed to flumox him. "Well, they are voyeurs, they like to watch."

"Would they not see more at a porno cinema?" I demanded.

"Not the same," he mumbled.

"Anyway, that is not what I meant, I mean why don't the couples realise they are being watched and go somewhere else?" I was no stranger to car sex and the risk of being seen.

Mike gave me a funny look. "They come here because they know they will be watched."

I just was not getting it, then a face appeared in my side window. "Shit!" I yelled. "Fuck," I added as the face drew back. "He scared the hell out of me, what is his problem?" The guy was standing close to the car still, as if waiting to help me out.

"You have your sidelights on still," Mike said, he seemed embarresed. "It's a signal."

"A signal for what?" I demanded.

"Well that you want to be watched."

"The fuck I do!" I shouted at him, then cranked my window down and told the freak to piss off. It is hard for an English person to swear in German, as I realised when I heard the obscene version of "Alice" playing over the supermarket speakers. English curses do not translate with any punch. But I repeated to the guy what a woman had said to me when I stole her parking spot in the same supermarket. The guy got the message and shuffled off, but two more ambled over to peer in as well.

"Fuck this!" I yelled and drove off. I was forced to continue north as there was no junction to turn at. I was gathering my weapons, okay, I was ready to buy it, no affair, but he still made me miss the reception and how many times had he lied about working late and been hanging around these places?

Then it hit me, I began to literally shake with rage and pulled into the next stop, this one was smaller and only a handful of cars were scattered about, I pulled into a slot and turned on Mike in white fury. "You..." Words failed me. I groped, and ended with a lame demand. "Why?"

"It's a turn on," he replied, not meeting my eyes.

"I..." I stopped. Only last week I had joked about how whenever he worked late he came home eager for action. "Shit."

Dumbly I watched a car pull into the park, and though there were plenty of slots he pulled into the one next to ours, belatedly I realised the lights were still on and killed them. "You need to drive," I told him. I got out, the air was cool, I shivered, but not from the cold. Then realised the driver of the car that had just pulled in was looking at me.

I crossed to the passenger side and got in. Mike got behind the wheel. "Wait" I told him as he made to start the car. "I need to get my head round this. I mean, I guess I can sort of understand this watching thing, its creepy, but I get it, but these couples, what do they get out of it?"

Then another realisation hit. "Oh my god!" I whispered in disbelief.

Mike had the decency to blush.

"Back in England," I said slowly. "All those times you insisted we park up instead of going back to your parents." Worse still. "Oh no, we have done it here too, your crap about it keeping the interest. You knew we would be watched, you wanted us to be!" The realisation first horrified me, then the feeling mutated strangely, I could not bring myself to believe to what. Movement caught my eye, a man sidled up to the rear of the car and stood, looking in. It was scarey, but at the same time it was... something.

"Isn't it dangerous?" I dmanded.

"No," Mike seemed surprised. "They want to watch, they won't do anything to scare off the players."

"Players?"

"Exhibitionist couples."

Exhibitionist, I toyed with that word. Well voyeur I had not really clicked but Exhibitionist I understood well enough. "What sort of things do these players do?" I asked.

Mike shrugged. "Lots are just teases, the girl might show just a bit, they might do a bit of groping."

"But some do more?" I demanded, thinking of the heated sessions we had done in the car.

"Oh yes," for a moment he sounded animated and I glared him back down.

"You were out of order, displaying me like... Like... shit I don't know, you could at least have told me."

"You would never have played then," he retorted, defensively.

"You don't know that!" I exploded. Then I realised there were now four guys stationed around the car. "What the hell are they doing? We don't have the lights on."

"It is not a hard and fast rule," he shrugged. "They are hoping you will show something I guess."

I thought about that. Strangers, total strangers, looking at me and hoping to see me undress? That was... Well exciting actually, sometimes I would dream I was a stripper displaying all to half seen men in the gloom of a nightclub, I always woke from them wet and breathing hard.

I put my feet up on the dash, I did it without thinking, I would often ride with my feet up and the chair reclined, I tilted it back now as I thought and was startled when the men bent slightly to peer in more intently. "They cannot see anything can they?"

"Bits," Mike said. "Hints, shadows. The best players put the courtesy light on."

I raised my knees slightly, the skirt fell back to above my stocking tops, my skin seemed to glow in the gloom in the car, catching the little light shining through from the Autobahn. I had a sudden out of body sensation, I was outside the car, looking in, seeing hints, the diagnol of white blouse not covered by the black jacket, the two bands of pales skin between stockings and skirt, deliminated by the suspenders. Then I was back in the car with a man I was feeling I did not know at all despite the time we had been together.

"Look at me," I told him. He did, raking me with his eyes.

"Am I not enough for you? Don't you like looking at me anymore? You used too."

"You dont really... Well you have gotten..."

"Less interesting," I finished for him. The realisation was like a weight in me. I tossed my head to indicate the men outside. "They seem to find me interesting." I undid the jacket and let it fall open, my blouse seemed bright. I undid the top button. "They seem to find me very interesting in fact. Would you find me interesting if you were out there, looking in?"

"Very," he whispered. i undid two more buttons, the lace see through bra looked like smoke against my skin. I undid the rest and pulled the blouse out from my skirt and opened it fully. It was a half cup bra and my breasts were soft glowing mounds above it.

"Do you want me to show you more?" I whispered. He just nodded. "Maybe I ought to make you get out and watch with them?" I mused. His face fell and I felt a surge of triumph. "Okay, you can watch, but you are not allowed to touch, okay?" He nodded again, eager.

I trailed fingers over my bra, toyed with the front fastner, I had bought it with Mike in mind, he had never got the hang of the double rear clips, this had a simple catch even a man could deal with. "You really ought to have talked to me," I scolded him. "I might just have surprised you." I unhooked the bra and it sprang away as my breasts jumped free, the nipples two points of dark against the moon like glow of skin. A movement startled me and I instinctively covered them, but it was just the watchers drawing closer still, faces almost touching the glass.

I uncovered myself, cupped my breasts, then suddenly reached up and clicked on the courtesy light. Mike let out a startled yike and the faces pulled back in shock. I laughed, loving the feeling of power flowing through me, but I also punched the central lock button. The light seemed like a flare at first, but then faded to a soft glow, putting is in an island of light in a sea of darkness. I lifted my bum and slipped the skirt down, kicked it impatiently away and put my legs back up on the dash.

I bent each leg in turn and stroked them, lingering over the fastners of the supenders, then one hand slid to my panties and tickled the excited itch that was setting in, the scent of my pussy wafted up and filled the car, my other hand gently stroked an erect nipple. A small bomb went off in my belly.

"Oh Christ!" I hissed. "Do me, now!"

Mike did not move. "You said no touching," he pointed out plaintively. I had him well trained.

My hand left my panties and slapped his face, hard too. "Fuck me you bastard!"

He swarmed over onto me, we both yanked at my panties and with a cursing struggle got them over my high heels. Kneeling in the passenger well Mike made to lick me out but I was having none of that, I grabbed his hair to get his attention. "I said fuck me!"

He tore at his pants and I helped shove them down to his knees then lay back again with my legs high and wide on the dash, I was soaking wet and he slipped into me as easilly as an oiled piston, I yelled up at the car roof and he drove up into me, and curled my legs about him, deliberatly gouging him with the stilleto heels until he cried out with pain, he was not getting off this totally the pig.

The car rocked as he began pumping in me, I looked from side to side and could see dimly that there seemed to be a face at every window, but they were steaming up. I groped for the central window switches and downed them all a fraction, enough to clear the mist, and so they could hear me, I definatley wanted them to hear me too.

I did not need to fake my yells, Mike was driving into me and the danger and wierdness of the situation were just overloading me, I thrashed about on the seat and kicked him viciously to encourage him to greater efforts. But I realised there was a problem, Mike was excited too and was coming to a climax much to quickly. "Don't you bloody dare!" I warned him. "Don't you come yet!"

Mike gave a cry of frustration and pulled out, then his delicious mouth went to work and I squeezed my breasts and stared back at those watching me. I could see they were openly wanking, and one guy had the tip of his prick thrust through the gap in the window, I stared at it mesmerised, it seemed to be watching me too. the wanking seemed some sort of tribute, a compliment to me in my dazed state, I felt the need to reward them.

I squirmed away from Mike onto the drivers side and had him lie on the passenger chair, dropped it back all the way. "Get everything off," I told him. He reached for me and I slapped his hand in irritation. "Your clothes, dummy, not mine!"

I watched him strip awkwardly until he lay naked with his prick pointing up at the roof, then I slowly peeled off the opened jacket and blouse, playing to the audience outside though Mike too watched utterly rapt. Sitting back I put each foot in turn on the steering wheel and made a slow job of unstrapping the shoe, when I took off the first I placed the heel against Mike's prick pushing it down until it lay against his belly and then pressing still until the steel tip marked the flesh, his hands twitched as if to stop me, but did not. I tossed the shoe into the back and took off the next one.

Mike flinched as I held it poised over him, but did not protest as I repeated the procedure, he sighed with relief when I tossed that too. Naked now except for my stockings and g string I bent over him and took his salty truncheon into my mouth, feeling the familiar numbing buzz on my lips that a man's prick always causes. taking the swollen head in I lapped it with my tongue and heard him groan, felt his hands tangle in my hair, he knew better than to pull, later he could, later I would welcome the sharp pain as he wrenched at my hair.

I laid my tongue flat and slowly let my mouth go on down the shaft, holding my breath and opening the back of my jaw as far as it would stretch, a trick I had learned helps surpress the urge to gag. His tip touched the back of my throat, I made a hard swallowing motion and at the same time pushed down to the base of his prick. I stayed like that for a moment, hearing Mike panting, struggling with the urge to choke, then I pulled back very slowly, despite the urge to get this invader out before it choked me I knew if I pulled it out too fast I really would start choking.

I kissed the tip as it left my mouth then with a growl lunged back on it, taking only what was comfortable this time, still snarling I nodded my head over him, occasionally deliberatly scratching him with my teet. I knew I could not do this for long, the combination of the speed and the growling was guarenteed to send Mike over the top in seconds but I wanted his reaction and got it, his muscles spasmed and his legs kicked and his back arched as I savaged his prick, his hands clasped helplessly and pulled my hair, one moment trying to pull me off, the next trying to push me on deeper.

I had another out of body vision and watched myself feasting on him like a hungry vampire. Rejoinomg myself as i released Mike at the first warning twitch off his prick. I drew back, took his prick in one hand at the base and squeezed hard, digging in my nails. Sometimes I got this wrong and he would shoot, but I was on target, A clear bead of pre-cum formed on the tip but the tension eased and I released my grip, my nails had drawn small spots of blood. I bent and licked off the pre-cum and he groaned.

I climbed over him, held his prick steady and slid slowly down onto him, waited to make sure he did not too close to cuming, Mike likes me impaling myself on him and sometimes if I start to quick after that he shoots at once. His prick was rigid in me but still, I eased myself up, then back down, heard my own breath hiss out, he reached for my breasts but I slapped them away, I wanted them on full show, wanted my audience to see those puppies bounce.

I grabbed his shoulders, saw him wince as my nails dug home, I wanted to take it slow but I could not, I was just too excited, I rode him and my movements became erratic and frantic as I lost the rythm, I was blisteringly aware of my breasts jouncing about, of the eyes watching them. I yelped in frustration as my knee slipped on the precarious perch of the car seat either side of Mike. Mike pushed me up off him and slid out from under me, I ended up on my hands and knees on the seat, I looked out the windows and at first could not make out what I was seeing, then realised it was a solid line of faces, the car was surrounded by over a dozen watched.

I moaned and lifted up one hand to cup a breast, then yelped as Mike shoved up into my cunt from behind, had and fast. the car began to rock again as he got the rythm, i pushed eagerly back to receive each thrust, let go my breast to keep my balance better, I wanted to drop down to the seat but did not, my breasts were swinging beneath me and I wanted them to see that. the car rocked, beneath us, Mike slapped my bum hard then reached for my hair and yanked my head right back, twisting his hand to improve his grip, making me scream, his prick slammed hard into me and he pulled my hair harder still and stayed deep in me, grinding against me and I came witha throat tearing shriek.

Mike kept his grip on my hair as the spasms racked me, then slowly released it, started to slowly fuck me again, I felt his prick twitch in me. "Not there!" I hissed, my voice bruised by the shriek. "On me," I shoved my bum up higher. "There, I want them to see it."

Obediently he pulled out and stroked a couple of times then I felt the cool splashing on my bum cheeks. I have heard people describe cum as hot, but to me it always seems cool and smells a little like seaweed. The smell of it flooded the car as Mike milked the last drop onto my bum. Then I lay face down, collapsing with a groan. Mike massaged the cum into my cheeks.

I once knew a man who would use tissue to clean up his cum, he did not last long, I found the procedure disgusting. If a man cums in me I demand he use his fingers to work it back out and stroke it into my legs and belly. If he cums on me he massages it in wherever it hit, except my face, if he cums on my face he has to lick it back off. Those are the rules of the house baby, if you don't like it don't play.

As I started to recover sense kicked in, I peeked and we were still surrounded. the potential danger of the situation was now not exciting, it was bloody scarey. i startled Mike by scrambling over into the driving seat and starting the car, some of the wathers peering over the bonnet had to leap for safety as I popped the clutch and sent the car charging off, throwing up gravel until we bumped onto the tarmac section and sped out onto the near deserted Autobahn with me barely glancing.

Mike sat up the passenger seat and began rummaging for clothes, I felt incredibly exposed driving naked and was grateful when he draped my jacket over my shoulders. We hit a junction before the next rest stop, I pulled over on the ramp and pulled on the clothes Mike had sorted, he got out to finish dressing but I did not need to, I scooted over to the passenger seat, I was not safe to drive, I was shaking now with reaction.

Mike looked thoughful as he got back in.

"What is up?" I asked.

"We need to find an all night garage with a car wash," he replied.
 
Thank you sir, oh and true despite earlier doubts on some of the posts. Anytime anyone is on the A5 in Germany between frankfurt and Heidelberg check out the smaller pull ins at night, they are jumping. I later found out they are also a meeting spot for guy on guy fun. I cannot vouch for the other Autobahns, that was our cruising area until we left germany.
 
Grey Eyes, you're gifted with words ... I bet you've been told already
 
Ah

Just as this was getting sexy (thanks to Grey_Eyes) you all leave?

Really?
 
I pretended to be asleep while my college roommate and her boyfriend went at it one night. The light was dim, but there was enough to see, and though they were as quiet as they could be, the squishy, wet noises and muffled moans were quite audible. I'm still friends with her, but I'll take that secret to the grave!

And once when I was sixteen, by peeking through a crack in the wood of his bedroom door, I watched my eighteen-year-old male cousin masturbate.
 
So many I cant choose..ill do quick note and come back for details :)

*Playground of a primary school..caught on cam
*Outdoor sex caught by dog walker..i found funny but guy had his ass exposed to world; not as humorous apparently :D
*Lots of car stuff...foursome, bj in day, carpark, masturbating to guy on phone in day in dads car
*Outside a pub
*in middle of a club

Pick one and ill describe for you guys :D
 
In a park on a summer day with a co-worker, didn't tell me fiance over the phone later that day though (confession)
 
Tough to choose....

So many I cant choose..ill do quick note and come back for details :)

*Playground of a primary school..caught on cam
*Outdoor sex caught by dog walker..i found funny but guy had his ass exposed to world; not as humorous apparently :D
*Lots of car stuff...foursome, bj in day, carpark, masturbating to guy on phone in day in dads car
*Outside a pub
*in middle of a club

Pick one and ill describe for you guys :D

Beth - the playground and the dog walker stories are the ones that sound most interesting to me. Pick whichever one you like best!
 
More recently my husband and stayed at a hotel in the States, 31st floor, floor to ceiling windows at rush hour sunlight streaming in. He bent me over, my hands on the plate glass windows (praying it would hold) and took me from behind. An office worker in a high rise across the way waived to us. I waived back. My husband forced me to be utterly naked in our room at all times day and night for the next several days. He never closed the curtains.

I want to go back.
 
in a hotel in Paris, we were hanging out and could see alot of other people in other buildings. He was smoking out the window while i was in bed and then came over to me and pulled down the blankets. I almost said something but the feeling just over whelmed me, being exposed like that. It was a weird feeling having my legs opened and exposed to the world.
 
Mmmmm

Wow, very lovely people...

Good work.

Beth, tell us about all of them! I'm particularly horny and would love to hear more of your exploits.
 
repeating my post in lonelyjulia's CAMPING thread earlier today:

...because it exactly fits the tone of this thread.

My husband and I often go camping in the Sierras, and we usually tent camp. I'm not crazy about sleeping on a cot (I DON'T do sleeping bags!) but we've had some great sex out there. The cot I use is a nice height for leaning over and taking it from behind! Not all our times have been inside the tent, tho.

Once we met up with two girls who had been hiking that range of mountains for three weeks. They came upon us while we were making love in a shallow stream, and I saw them watching us in silence, crouching at the edge of the brush. One girl couldn't keep her hands off her own breasts, and the other just stared, transfixed. They never even seemed to realize I was watching them. I knew they were trying to keep silent, but their breathing finally gave them away. Gary stopped and turned to them, smiling. I said, "Join us, why don't you?" and they agreed, tho one of the girls was very hesitant. I stood up, walked over and took her hands, kissed her softly, and told her I wanted her to be with me. Gary was already helping the other girl out of her shorts, and we watched them while I stroked my girl's arm, and finally the side of her breast. She got aroused enough watching my husband fuck her friend that she finally let me undress her, and we laid down and made out. Her breasts were full and gorgeous, and her pussy was very sensitive, as I found out when I put a finger into her. She came almost immediately.

She and I made love for a while, then Gary and the other girl joined us. The two girls took turns kissing my husband and letting him finger them. I took Gary in my mouth and cleaned the girl's juices off his cock until he was hard again. I guided him into 'my girl' and kissed her while he fucked her, and the other girl watched. When they were through they got up, dressed, thanked us, and we talked for a few minutes. Then they disappeared down the little trail! We never learned their names.

~Tori
 
...because it exactly fits the tone of this thread.

My husband and I often go camping in the Sierras, and we usually tent camp. I'm not crazy about sleeping on a cot (I DON'T do sleeping bags!) but we've had some great sex out there. The cot I use is a nice height for leaning over and taking it from behind! Not all our times have been inside the tent, tho.

Once we met up with two girls who had been hiking that range of mountains for three weeks. They came upon us while we were making love in a shallow stream, and I saw them watching us in silence, crouching at the edge of the brush. One girl couldn't keep her hands off her own breasts, and the other just stared, transfixed. They never even seemed to realize I was watching them. I knew they were trying to keep silent, but their breathing finally gave them away. Gary stopped and turned to them, smiling. I said, "Join us, why don't you?" and they agreed, tho one of the girls was very hesitant. I stood up, walked over and took her hands, kissed her softly, and told her I wanted her to be with me. Gary was already helping the other girl out of her shorts, and we watched them while I stroked my girl's arm, and finally the side of her breast. She got aroused enough watching my husband fuck her friend that she finally let me undress her, and we laid down and made out. Her breasts were full and gorgeous, and her pussy was very sensitive, as I found out when I put a finger into her. She came almost immediately.

She and I made love for a while, then Gary and the other girl joined us. The two girls took turns kissing my husband and letting him finger them. I took Gary in my mouth and cleaned the girl's juices off his cock until he was hard again. I guided him into 'my girl' and kissed her while he fucked her, and the other girl watched. When they were through they got up, dressed, thanked us, and we talked for a few minutes. Then they disappeared down the little trail! We never learned their names.

~Tori

Very lovely story, like all of yours :) Thank you so much for sharing it.
 
it was a lovely warm evening and walking by the canal i gave a friend of mine a nice long bj while his friend kept watch
 
...because it exactly fits the tone of this thread.

She and I made love for a while, then Gary and the other girl joined us. The two girls took turns kissing my husband and letting him finger them. I took Gary in my mouth and cleaned the girl's juices off his cock until he was hard again. I guided him into 'my girl' and kissed her while he fucked her, and the other girl watched. When they were through they got up, dressed, thanked us, and we talked for a few minutes. Then they disappeared down the little trail! We never learned their names.

~Tori

Yet another story that makes me want to spend the night making Tori cum over and over again... Beautiful.
 
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