Southern Hospitality

Let's go for a little ride, just you and me, cowboy."

She locked her legs tight behind his back, digging her heels in when she said it and he knew she was serious.

Never taking his mouth from her breast, he reached under and grabbed her ass, lifting Alex off the dresser, then turned sideways so they could see themseves in the mirror.
His powerful legs were spread wide and the muscles of his thighs were flexed as he held his little cowgirl pinioned by his cock high above the floor.

Take a look at that baby...
he tore his lips from her tingling nipples and nodded towards the miror. Her tawny legs were around his waist and her hands were digging deep into his shoulders.
Alex' hair was a wild mane that tumbled over her breasts, save the hard pointed tips waiting for his mouth.

Look good don't we?

She brushed her nipples back and forth across his lips and grinned.

Sure do Long Horn.

Suddenly he felt her contract tightly around his cock and she shoved herself back into his mouth.

Now hush up and lets RIDE!
 
She rode him like a woman starved for physical release. The dresser, the bed, and the chair ... all were initiated and then abandoned in the quest for ultimate sexual fulfillment. In the end (no pun intended), it was the bare, paint-chipped wall that provided the most anchor for Alex's naked form as Turk slammed in and out of the hot glove of her sex. Her back was scraped, and her bottom was bruised from his clenching fingers, but by that point she wouldn't have noticed the world falling down around them. His body was pure steel, warm, hard and masculine and she worshiped it with every soft curve or moist opening that she had.

She abandoned any attempt at discretion, and husky moans escaped her lips with every upward thrust of Turk's glistening cock. She rocked in his arms, moving her hips in tiny circles, then up and down, the rewarding sound of his low growls merely serving to entice her to more gyrations.
 
Oh yessss!

He had her pinned to the wall pressing her flat against it as he leaned in with each thrust. Her fingers were digging into his scalp and he was devouring her saucy breasts...sucking, licking, kissing, biting them.
In the mirror he could still see her locked around him...see the pale flash of his erection as he withdrew and then slammed her up the wall once again.
His fingers were digging into her ass, holding her firm on his pistoning cock.

"Gonna cum baby.."
He mumbled past the sweet bud of her aroused nipple.
"Gonna cum..."
In answer Alex thrust her hips out from the wall intent on riding him right down to his balls.

"GODDDDDDDD....GODDDDDDDDDDDDDD!"
He felt himself spiriling up and over, beyond control and then he was releasing wave after wave of his seed into her hungry passage.
"Baby," she cooed,
"Baby, don't stop!"

She contracted around him, every muscle of her body taught as a bow string. He felt a wrenching shudder go through her and knew that the warm fevered results of their passion were mixing deep inside her body.
 
The sweet offering of his climax spurted against her inner walls, and she clenched around him, not wanting to miss a precious drop. She felt stretched, teased, taunted and tight with tension until, with one deep gutteral thrust, she was up and over the edge of the universe.

Her eyes rolled back as her mouth opened in a scream of release, her body shattering, regrouping, then shattering once more. Turk was unrelenting in his thrusts, and each one pushed her farther over the edge of pure physical pleasure.

Her body gave up, relaxed completely and slumped, barely realizing that Turk's massive body was still holding her up. Her head was tilted back against the wall, the muscles in her legs and arms trembling with release and exhertion. Her eyelids were at half mast, and her heartbeat was still beating in a frenzied pattern beneath her breasts.

"You never cease to amaze me, Turk. God damn but that was good!"
 
And so it went...
Alex and Turk became the HOTTEST lovers in the county, their escapades known far and wide.
They made love in pickup trucks, high wide beds, in haylofts and motels. They fornicated on the kitchen Table, on pool tables and in swimming pools.
Morning noon and night they just could not get enough of each other.
Three months passed and then Turk won the contest.

"What contest?"
Alex grabbed the letter out of his hands.

"I sent in some song lyrics sweetie and they musta liked um."
She looked at him,

"Is this a joke?...what song lyrics you rangy cowboy?, I didn't even know you could write!"
Alex kept scanning the letter looking for the catch...there wasn't any.
She looked up.

"I wrote a song about my own sweet gal, darlin' and now we get
an all expense paid vacation to Ernie's Sand on Surf Club on Santa Margaritta Island....Ain't that grand?"

"Turk?"
"Yeah honey...",
He was grinning like a cheshire cat.

"I'm afraid to ask, but what did you put in that song and where the hell is Santa Margaritta Island!"
 
Alex was wet. Moist. Slick. Slippery and warm.

It was fuckin' raining.

He'd done it again. They had taken one of the guest boats from Santa Margaritta, planning on just a short little jaunt around the island ... sight seeing, sunbathing ... maybe a little sex ...

But then he'd gone and looked at her that way again. When he looked like a stallion in rut ... when the heat of his eyes had her clit throbbing without so much as the slightest touch. One thing had lead to another, and sometime while she was naked from the waist down, sitting on his lap and facing forward, riding him for all she was worth, the skies had opened up and it had started to pour. At first the rain had only added to the rampant sensuality of it all. Water sliding down both their bodies, hair plastered to their heads and mouths open to catch the cool liquid, it had driven them both over the edge a short time later.

It hadn't even been that much of a bother when they'd finally caught their breath and returned to life in this galaxy. Shoot, it certainly wasn't the first time they'd been caught in a storm. Riding the perimeter of the ranch back home, they'd often been drenched before returning home ... a little water never hurt anyone.

It didn't become a major problem until the moment that they realized they had absolutely no idea where they were. There was no land to be seen anywhere, and it was getting darker by the second. How the hell does a whole island just disappear??
They couldn't have been screwing that long, could they??

Alex was highly pissed. And, to be truthful, a little scared to boot.
She couldn't be pissed at Turk, technically SHE had reached her hand into his pants first ... but she could be pissed at the situation. And at whoever had moved Santa DAMN Margaritta. She sent Turk her best, 'I'm tough and I'm not gonna start trembling' look, but she scooted close to the warm heat of his body, grateful for the strong arm that encircled her shoulder.

What in the hell were they going to do?
 
It ain't Kansas!

"What the HELL are we goin' to do Alex?"

Turk hung onto the mast of the scudding sailboat, the wet salty rain plastering his body and making him shiver. The pair of white jocky shorts he'd been waving as a distress signal seemed suddenly more usefull around his shriveled gonads...he could barely see the stubby bow much less a passing ship!

He sat back down heavily and the little boat gave a lurch to port.
Alex threw her arms around him and for once the press of her naked breasts and cold stiffened nipples on his chest failed to heat him up.

They were in a world of trouble.

"Kind wish we was back in that hay loft don't you?"
His grin was totally unconvincing.

She shivered and leaned against him.
"Damn that contest Cowboy, we don't belong on a boat, we belong on a horse..."

"Stringing wire..."

"Hell I wouldn't mind shoveling sh..."

The boat hit the beach running full before the wind, unshipping the mast, snapping off the rudder and pitching them both into the gurgling surf.

Almost magicaly the rain squall played out and revealed to the naked castaways a narrow strand of white beach leading to a palm studded tree line and backed by lush tropical hills shrouded in mist.

"Damn!" Turk said, helping Alex up from the water.
"This sure ain't Texas."

"It ain't Kansas either Big Boy."
 
Alex slowly took in the white beach and suddenly lighter skyline. The foliage was lush and green, the sand was warm and gave way slightly under her bare feet. Birds were beginning to chirp, escaping their hideaways as soon as the rain cleared.

Turning around slowly, Alex wasn't sure exactly how to react. On the one side, the place looked completely deserted. She couldn't tell if it was a completely different island, or if they had somehow washed up on an opposite side of Santa Margaritta. Regardless, there was no civilization as far as she could see. And that meant no food, no running water, no tampons ... (she cringed at the thought). But on the other hand ... it also meant no hassles ... no alarm clocks ... she looked over at Turk and her lips curved into a devilish grin. No restrictions on when or where she could ...

without another thought she let out a loud "YEEEEEHAAAAAA!" and ran at Turk, throwing her arms around his neck and laying a loud juicy kiss on him.
 
Turk wasn't sure what to make of the new surroundings but he was damned sure what to make of the wet little firecracker that was all over him!

Her legs clasped tight around his waist and her arms around his neck, her titts pressed tight into his chest, that bad cowboy walked her up to the tree line, his pecker growing an inch with each step.

By the time they were in the shelter of the palms, Alex felt his erection, slapping the bottoms of her thighs.

"Oh, Turk Honey, this could be a lot of fun!"

"You bet",
He said carefully working himself between her legs, until she saw the reddened tip of his cock peeking out of her own pubic hair.

"Good Golly Baby, look at that your growin one too!"

She rubbed herself tightly along his big hard shaft and cooed...

"This is the only one I need Sweetie, now let's fuck!"
 
Alex rubbed eagerly against him, her own excitement sending more moisture to the apex of her thighs. She wanted him ... was there ever a moment she didn't? But first ....

She unwrapped her legs from around his waist and jumped down, giggling at his sudden pout. Taking his hand she led him to the edge of the treeline and ordered him to lay down. His gaze was riveted to the way her tits bounced with each step, and it took a moment for him to comprehend her command. Eyeing her warily (after all, you just never knew what this little minx would do next), he reclined among a cushion of palm fronds, and laid back, tucking his palms behind his head. Kneeling beside him, Alex dropped her mouth to his. The kiss started soft and sweet, a gentle exploration, a tender caress. It quickly grew fiery and fierce however, as their need for each other grew by leaps and bounds. Their tongues dueled frantically, their lips crushing and bruising against each other's flesh. When she finally found a moment of cognizant thought, Alex pulled back, her breath already coming in fast little pants. Damn, but what this man could do to her. She let her lips trail over his jaw, the stubble of two days growth abrading her soft tongue and tickling her cheek. Her path continued down his throat, teasing just behind one ear before sliding down over a masculine shoulder and settling across one nipple in a wet, heated caress. He gasped, covered it up by clearing his throat, and relaxed once again. Making quick work of his torment and settling on her final goal, Alex moved down to settle between his thighs. His erection stood at proud attention, demanding appeasement. The hot cavern of her mouth, and the soft slickness of her tongue settled at the base of his cock, sliding ever so slowly upwards until she could slip her mouth over the tip. She eased downwards, feeling him press insistantly against the back of her throat. For a moment, her body locked, resisting his size ... but with a slow breath, she relaxed, pulling him deep into her throat until her nose pressed against his pubic hair.

With slow deliberation, she began to worship him.
 
She's beautiful, he thought. I am one DAMN lucky man to have someone as pretty as Alex suckin' my cock on a by god deserted tropical island!

Her body was compact, bronzed and tight as a drum. Her wonderful tits were playing games with the skin of his stomach, her soft hair was tickling his naked thighs. Her mouth was tanatlizing, teasing and swallowing the biggest hardest erection he'd ever had.

"Oh Goddam Baby....How'dyou take all a that?"

Slowly and repeatedly she was sliding his cock from it's purple tip right down to his balls into those sweet, sweet lips and down her throat.

He reached out to take her hair in his hand and ram himself in faster but she brushed him off...she wanted to set the tempo for this one.

OK...Turk could live with that, he settled back to watch her work allowing the tingling, shuddering, aching sensations she was causing to take him over.
He did though wish that she would turn around and put that tight sweet ass of hers within licking distance. He could taste her now....
 
Alex was so wet she could have slid easily down the pole at the firehouse without using her hands. She didn't know what it was about him, aside from his virile body ... the sculpted planes of his naked torso ... the powerful muscles flexing beneath the skin of his thighs. Maybe it was the deep, sexy growl to his voice when he talked. Regardless, without raising a finger he was pushing every button she had. Her clit throbbed painfully, demanding attention. As she was currently happily occupied, she shifted around to straddle Turk's face, offering her charms in silence as she continued to suck and stroke his now purpling cock. When he didn't set upon her at once, she wiggled her bottom a bit in invitation. Those big, strong hands slid up the back of her thighs, and her back arched involuntarily, sending her mouth skimming up and off his cock. Chills ran through her as she anticipated the first caress of his tongue ... which didn't come ... the damn longhorn was enjoying teasing her!

Not to be outdone, she popped the head of his shaft back into her mouth, but refused to go any farther, twirling around him with her tongue and teasing unmercifully. He growled and grabbed her bottom with both hands, pulling her closer to him.

Alex closed her eyes and waited.
 
Turk watched that luscious ass suddenly offered to him and felt her knees lock down on both sides of his chest.
Oh, she did look so good ! He loved the shape and form and color of Alex' pussy. Sometimes at night he'd spread her legs just to look at her. Her tiny asshole was a rosy little star her labia were nearly hidden in the cleft of the gentle rise of her mons and her pearl... her clit was tucked away in it's soft glistening hood...

She wiggled...and pushed back.

Damn what a gal!
Her lips were tight around his cock and sliding up and down with just the right pressure too...she stopped!

Now she was teasing the aching tip of his pusing rod with that long sweet tongue of hers.

OK let's play a bit cowgirl!

Using his thumbs he seperated the folds of her sex and revealed the moist pink lips that guarded the way to paradise...He blew on them and teased them open with his tongue.

She cupped his balls and began to roll them softly in her fingers. Delicious aching sensations ran through his body.

He slid between her soft swelling petals and licked all the way down to play with her clit.

Alex moaned and pressed her sex against his face...
He felt her mouth once again engulf his cock and answered with a probing deep penetration by his thick stiff tongue.

He and Alex had written the book on sweet sweet sixtynine.
 
Alex reclined on her stomach on the warm sand, her body sated and completely relaxed. She rested her head on her folded arms and closed her eyes, enjoying the warm rays of the sun across her bare backside.

Turk had driven her over the edge, as he always seemed able to do ... with the constant teasing of his tongue. She also remembered the sweet, salty taste of him as he had exploded in her mouth. She smiled sleepily at the thought. After a short rest, he had risen in an attempt to go find some sort of food, when she had jumped him again, this time mounting his quickly rising staff and riding them both into another mind-blowing orgasm. Presently, he lounged beside her, his one hand absently trailing across the smooth skin of her back. The soft caress sent small chills of delight skittering across her spine and she grinned wickedly.

"Careful cowboy, you know what that does to me," she warned. Turk's hand froze on her back and his eyes widened.

"You can't be serious. Jeezus, Alex, you're gonna fuck me into the grave if you keep on like this!" His tone was joking, but his face was stone serious.

Alex threw him a look over her shoulder. "Yeah, but it would make one hell of an obituary, dont'cha think?"
 
Caressing Alex back was a damn fine thing to do but it wasn't putting food on the table.
Turk decided to catch a fish.
There'd been plenty in the lagoon, so leaving her sleeping in the sun our naked cowboy ambled into the surf and began a frustratiing hour of attempted fish catching.

Slithery damn bastards!...


Occasionaly Alex would hear his frustrated outpourings drift up to her but the sun was so warm that she didn't want to move. Blissfuly placing her sleepy head on crossed arms she thought of cool daiquiries and fried crab cakes...
A nudge in the back by something a lot sharper than Alex cock brought her back to awareness and two sets of golden brown feet in front of her face had her sitting bolt upright.

"Turk.....TURRRRRRRRKKKKKKKK!"

She screamed at the Golden Boy out in the blue water, a wiggling fish finally clutched in his hands.
He turned to her in triumph until he saw the two grinning savages on either side of her wicked looking spears at the ready.
The man was a cinnamon skinned example of the glorious native unadorned and the woman that was with him...well. Turk would have given her his fish anyday.
 
Alex scrambled to her feet, her breasts bouncing. She saw the natives eye them curiously, and couldn't supress a small shriek when the man tilted his spear back and reached out a brown hand to squeeze one.

She back-pedaled quickly, a bit unnerved by the unexpected sensation he had caused. Opening her mouth once again to yell for Turk, she jumped as a wriggling fish came into view over her left shoulder. Turk's large hand settled on her right. The touch of his warm familiar flesh calmed her a bit, and she eyed the two savages with open curiousity. The woman was exotic to say the least, and the man, though a bit smaller than Turk, was all muscle and sinew, his features chiseled and handsome. The savage woman eyed Turk's hand on her shoulder and gestured with her spear, waving it towards Alex's belly. Alex screamed and took another step back, her bottom pressing against Turk's thighs ... his .... DEAR GOD ... that was his cock, ramrod straight and evidently ecstatically happy pressing into her backbone. She threw him a look out of the corner of her eye.

"What ... NOW?? How could you possibly be ...?" She followed his gaze to the tanned and well rounded curves of the woman who still threatened her with her spear. She threw up her hands and let out an exasperated sigh. The woman spouted more gibberish, smiled and motioned to Turk and waggled her spear closer. The tip grazed Alex's belly and left a pink scrape just above her navel.

Alex was at the end of her rope, and her temper. Grabbing the spear just below it's sharpened head, she snatched it to the side and broke the wooden handle over her knee.

"Now you wait just a damn minute!! I see the way you're lookin' at him, and the way he's lookin' back. Now if he wants somethin' from you, that's his business, but you're gonna have to get it into your thick dark skull that I saw him first and that makes him MINE, get it?! Now I don't have nothin' against a little fun," she threw a warm glance at the cinnamon skinned man who was watching her outburst in fascination, "but you're gonna hafta stop wavin' this damn thing around in my face before I get real mad, because then we might have a problem!!" She waved the tip around under the woman's nose. "YOU GOT THAT??"
 
It wasn't that Turk had lost one iota of interest in his sexy cowgirl it was just that he'd never been given the once over by any Gal as exotic as this!
"My name Weeena." She said and offered her jutting melon shaped boobs to him, served out on her dusky palms.
"You suckee yes?"

"Oh God Damn."
Alex heard Turk moaning behind her. His cock was growing lethal, tucked tightly between her fanny cheeks.
"Calm down..." she whispered, "I'll get us out of this."

At that moment the tall grinning native beside Weeena pulled off his penis sheath which Alex had mistaken for a small tree he was leaning on.
She was incapable of speech for a long moment during which her blood pressure popped both nipples out like Jack in the boxes.

"Oh God Damn." she said
"My name Gruuut." he said and pointed up at his cock.
"You suckee yes?"

"Damn baby, don't know if you could wrap your lips around it but you could sure climb it! I'm lettin' you handle this one."
Was that amusement she heard in his voice!
Was that his cock that she felt suddenly pushing between her pearly lips and thrusting up into her?!

"Sorry babe." he whispered to his furiously flushing girl friend, "but that ol' gal makes me horny as hell and I had to put it somewhere!"
 
Alex felt a familiar heat stealing up her spine to blossom across her chest and belly. As much as she enjoyed the sensation of Turk's staff plunging in and out of her, she had a nasty little idea as well.

"Weena?" She motioned the light eyed dark skinned woman closer, and as much as it pained her, she wriggled out of Turk's grasp. Pointing to his massive erection now glistening with her juices, Alex nodded. "Make better?" Weena's eyes grew wide and she grinned, nodding. She settled down before Turk on her knees and took his massive erection into her mouth.

Turk shot Alex a confused look, then couldn't prevent the groan that escaped him. Glancing back at his cowgirl, he tried to form a coherent question, "Darlin', what ... ? I mean do you want me ta ...?"

Alex stepped back, her eyes riveted to the dark skinned woman who was laving her man's cock with her dark tongue. "Honey, I want ya to just enjoy yourself," she said with a devilish grin, then added just under her breath "because I sure am enjoying the show!" She felt herself growing increasing hotter and wetter as she watched.
 
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To say the least Turk WAS surprised and a bit let down. Alex had never abandoned him this way before. Of course the tawny native girl who kneeled down before him, (her breasts like firm ripe coconuts) and took his failing member into her full luscious lips, did offer some consolation. A consolation that grew to epic proportions as she proceeded to demonstrate a savage technique of tongue play and sucking power that was the embodiement of primal jungle heat.

"Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
He said as Alex settled herself on the log to watch and asked if he were enjoying himself.
Gruut had taken a position behind her and was industriously stroking his log with both hands.
He tapped Alex on the shoulder and pointed to his
gnarly purple headed cock...
"Suckee?"

Suckee! Alex knew good and well she could never get her lips around that thing!
 
Alex raised an eyebrow at the dark savage and shook her head in the negative.

"No thanks, vanilla is my favorite flavor anyway."

Tapping the furiously sucking Weena on the shoulder, she finally got the girl's attention. Shooing her away with a hand a dangerous look, Alex turned her attention back to the now fully aroused Turk.

She wondered suddenly if someone could have an orgasm just by looking at the object of their desire. Turk's body looked like it had been carved in granite. He was hard and smooth all over, and her fingers itched to touch him.

Heedless of the still spectating savages, Alex moved closer to Turk, rubbing her naked body against his as she pulled him down to meet her fiery lips in a passionate kiss. Alex twirled her tongue around his, tasting and enjoying his mouth with abandon. Her sex was throbbing and she felt the sudden heat of moisture dampening her lower lips. Leaning up on tiptoe, the sensitized peaks of her breasts rubbed against the sprinkling of hair across Turk's chest. The sensation curled her toes.

Careless of the fact that they were on the open beach, covered in sand and still in plain view of the curious savages, Alex kneeled, then reclined, pulling Turk down over her. His eyes lit with mischief as his lip curled in a dangerous smile.

"Help you with something little lady?" he drawled, hovering over her, denying her the exquisite invasion she desired most.

Sliding her fingers into his hair and pulling him down so her lips could caress his ear, she whispered. "Fuck me, Turk. I need you inside me NOW."
 
Her back on the warm sand, Alex slid up on Turks big rod raising her tawny lrgs and locking them behind his back.
He felt her squeeze him tight. This was something they both liked to do. He'd just stay inside her, filling her up totally while she used her muscles on him to feel his thickness, his length, his hardness and his heat...
Heat........

"OH Damn Baby!"...He withdrew himself from her with difficulty as she tried to hold him in.
"OH Damn baby!....were bein' watched."
The last said in a whisper.

Indeed a dozen natives had slipped into the clearing and were looking at them with big dark eyes. They squatted on their haunches and showed every sign of staying there all day long.

Alex glanced around and grinned...
"Let's give 'em a show cowboy."
She said in his ear and bit it.

"Owwwww!"
Turk reared back and in the process drove himself so hard into Alex that she bounced.

The natives murmured in appreciation and a few of them even clapped.


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Long burning strokes under a hot blazing sun.

Thrusting innnnnnnnnnnnn...
Pulling outttttttttttttttt...
Slow delicious sex.

They heard their audience getting restless.

"Honey," he said, "I like a long slow fuck but maybe we should increase the tempo a bit?"

Visions of very large stew pots over roaring fires ran through his mind.
 
Was that a hint?

Alex groaned and rolled to her side, every muscle in her body aching. 'Sure boss, 'Lex and I can break that herd in no time. Have 'em ready by next week I'd 'magine.' she mimed the words once again in her head and vowed that whenever she could move again she'd kick Turk's muscular and completely adorable ass. They'd been back in town for less than a month, and already she wished she was back on the island, though she'd have to rethink some of the sexual adventures of the islanders. They'd spent three weeks with the savages, and she had just about finished her first palm leaf bikini when they realized, quite by accident (well that and the guide that came looking for them) that they were simply on the underdeveloped opposite side of the island they'd started out on. Both of them had been pink with sunburn and sheepishness when they realized their mistake, but a quick return home had been necessary to forestall any massive manhunts her father might have concocted.

So it was back to the ranch, back to spending her days riding horses, and her nights riding her cowboy. Okay, okay, so sometimes she got her days and nights mixed up, it was an honest mistake!

A rock hard weight plopped onto the bed beside her, sending her bouncing on the mattress, and she groaned with each bounce.

"Mornin' sexy. Gettin' up any time today?" The deep voice skimmed across her ear and somehow still managed to settle right between her thighs and vibrate. Evil, evil man.

She let loose another groan, and muttered, "Rub me."

Turk obliged, his massive hands making short work of her delicate back and sinewy limbs. "C'mon honey, I got us the whole day off. Your old man was sure impressed with the herd, says he'll get a right good price on each of 'em. Say's we can take a few days off, whole damn week if we want, how 'bout it?"

Alex grunted.

Turk playfully slapped the round globes of her ass before standing up and tossing the sheet off of her. "Get up, woman, we're going to the swimmin' hole!!!"
 

The swimmin' hole was about as comfortable to Alex as an old pair of boots.
She'd grown up in it pretty much. She could remember good times here going back 20 years or more. This is where she'd learned to swim and it's where she'd lost her virginity to Lincoln Stokes when she was fifteen.
She hadn't thought of Link in years, he'd gone off to college and was a lawyer in Dallas last she'd heard...

"Come on Cowboy!...last one in....Hell you know the rest!"
She bit him on the nose and took off running, shedding clothes all the way to the rickety little dock, where she poised stark naked, stuck out her tongue and dived in.

Turk took his time and whistled his way along, picking up her shirt, her boots, her jeans, her bra, hers socks and her panties in roughly that order.
He made a bag out of her levi's stuffing everything into them...
"Hey!"
"HeYYY!!!", her pretty head broke the water.

"You might need these later." he said making a powerful underhanded toss that sailed the parcel of clothes 20 feet up into a cotton wood tree.

"Now look Mister, just what do you think your doing?!"
Alex stood up, her hands on her hips, water cascading off her saucy breasts.

Turk walked to the end of the dock and peeled off his jeans... his shirt had never made it past the 10AM sun... then his boxers, revealing that big 'ol cock that she was so fond of...

Grasping it in one hand, slowly stroking it upright, he grinned...
"I'm gonna go fishin' sweet thing, how about you?"


 
It was, positively sinful the way the man could get her hot without even laying a hand on her. She watched his hand skimming over his cock and envisioned her own lips taking it's place. She tossed him a lucious grin and swam closer to the dock.

"Baby you know you can't ever seem to catch but one thing with that rod of yours," she teased. He slipped into the water and she immediatelywrapped her arms and legs around him, her fingers tangling in his hair.

"I don't know cowboy, it's gonna take a LOT of work to get my muscles all stretched out. Somebody had to open their big mouth about that new herd ...." She let the insinuation drop before placing a few teasing kisses up his neck and along his jaw.


She felt his cock teasing against her stomach and wiggled just a bit before refocusing her attention on his lips. It was time for one of those .... tease-your-senses-till-you-explode kind of kisses, and she was just the girl to do it.
 
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