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Yeah, it's not like you read in stories! I want some honest erotica. Naked outdoors=bug feeding frenzy. lol
Hmmph, I'll have you know I was writing a story set in the autumn... (yeah, that's it... autumn) after mosquitoes hunker down for the winter.
 
Dude, I know this feeling. A coupla weeks back MIS and I were driving home late from a club and were too randy to wait til we got home, so I pulled the car off into some farmer's field a little off the road for some "on the hood of the car" time. Wow, those bugs made a meal of both of us.

but, fuck, it was hot!

then again that entire night was hot.
 
morning of the 5th

bugs dont bite us in the woods
they wait until we are on the couch
magic of the night is woven tight
sacred laughter
drunking skipping
bariers slipping
oh the fun of night
dawns into bright
and yet today
all I want to do
is scratch the itch
 
I have some interesting memories of not behaving you enjoy making your memories while you can ...... oops sorry you are supposed to have pennance well let me see ... your must dress top to toe no bits showing below the chin
 
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