Stranded

[Wolk]

It was so pleasant to just lay there like that. Her cute little head on his chest, listening to his most intimate pulses, as if hearing his every thought, nearly one with him. It felt so nice to stroke her hair gently, slowly, lazily, enjoying its silky touch that got more pleasant by the moment as it dried. He suddenly realized how hard it was to let her go and make himself stand up, even though part of him knew he had to - the day was almost half way through and he hadn't done a single useful thing yet.

"I'm begining to understand how terribly destructive addictions can be." He chuckled. "Look at us laying here like this. I could never let you go even though I know we should get some work done." He ruffled her hair, grinning. "How about we promise each other a wild, passionate night if we get some things done before then?"

 

[Alerdene]

She nearly stopped breathing as he spoke of addictions. He knew! How! Would he push her away now!? She couldn't imagine the desolation of losing him so soon after she had found him. Her body tense for a moment, she soon began breathing again as he continued. Was it coincidence? It must have been. She managed a smile at his promise and nodded as they stood slowly, his hand playfully ruffling her hair.

It's a deal. Work, then play.. and more play and more play.

She took him by the hand and they began a slow retreat back to where their clothes lay, after making sure they knew exactly how to get back to this spot. She had a feeling they'd be here every day from now on. Finally reaching the stream, she bit her lip as she realized her scant belongings were lying next to her shorts. She would throw away the remainder of the drugs the next time she was alone. She didn't need them anymore and she wasn't willing to risk his feelings for her.

 

[Wolk]

It's a deal. Work, then play.. and more play and more play.

He grinned, standing up with her. It sounded very, very promising. They walked back to the stream where their clothes laid undisturbed and dry by now. Steve got dressed, watching Callie do the same. She looked fresh and perky, even better than when he first bumped into her, although any and all makeup had by now been washed out.

"So, what do you say we get to work on that net? And when we're done, I think we should try it in this stream instead of the ocean."

He saw her nod in agreement and sat down to weave in extra vines next to her. They worked, concentrating on the task at hand, and so not talking at first. Then, Steve began humming a song softly, which she picked up, too. As the time went on, they got more and more skilled in their work and it no longer required their whole concentration. They began chatting lazily. About nothing, about their past, about their present. Learning more about one another they grew closer than they were before, solidifying their emotional bond.

Finally, the net was finished. They stood up, and carried it with playful ceremonies to the stream, stepping foot in foot like well-drilled marching soldiers. The finer net worked way better, though it yeilded smaller fish. In an hour they already had a small pile of it on shore, broad grins on their faces.

Funny, the couple of pound of fish must have cost no more than twenty bucks back home, but the satisfaction Steve felt from catching it was way more than he ever felt even from his biggest victories in court or from recieving his biggest cheque.

"I think we have more than enough now." He grinned happily, seeing Callie's eyes sparkle as well at the sight of the fruits of their labour. "You know, if we are catching so much, we should get some salt and preserve the surplus with it for a rainy day. But that's for anther day." He smiled. "Now, I think we should figure out something for a bed. You know, for our play, play, play part." He grinned.

 

[Alerdene]

They reached their clothing and dressed quietly, their eyes running over each other's body as they did so, and she once again wondered where their insatiable appetite came from. If left to their own devices, she wasn't sure they'd ever be dressed and in a fully upright position.

She liked his idea about the stream, not really wanting to venture out into the ocean again at this point, not now that she actually felt clean, no dried salt stuck to any part of her. They sat quietly, the only sound that of their breathing as they worked at first, but soon a word here or there and they were chatting away. He made her smile several times with stories about when he was in school, and she in turn told him silly stories about when she was younger.

It wasn't long before they were finished and actually out in the stream using the net, to much greater success than before. She stood triumphantly near the pile of fish, smiling happily. It was funny the things that made her happy now.. fishing being one of them. She'd never fished before in her life... and somehow doubted she would have been quite so happy about it in her previous life. She did wrinkle her nose at him when he mentioned salt though and mumbled something about letting him have that chore. But she perked up when he mentioned a bed, his smile infectious once again as she nodded,

Play is good.. bed is better.. bed and play... mmmmmmmmm, heaven baby.

She giggled at her nonsense rambling and they began looking around and trying to decide what to use. Finally they decided on some of the larger palm fronds and leaves, thinking somehow they could sew them together and stuff them. How they were going to actually sew them together remained to be seen, but they were soon gathering leaves in one pile and soft grass in another. While he was off down a path aways, she took the small bag from her pocket and took out the few joints that were sprinkled with residue of the white powder. With only a slight hesitation she smashed them in her hand, the brittle paper not giving any resistance as she reduced them to tiny bits and sprinkled them out on the ground. Sighing happily, she returned the lighter to pocket and resumed her grass gathering. When he returned with his armsfull of huge leaves, he saw her standing there contemplating the huge pile of grass she had accumulated.

She laughed as she dropped the leaves and ran up behind her, pinning her arms to her side and dragging her away from the pile, mentioning something about no, not time for play yet young lady. She grinned at him and protested her innocence, she hadn't been thinking of that at all... in fact her only thought had been of how fun it would be to just run through it and kick it all apart, though then she'd have to start all over again. Turning to kiss him, she glanced back at the piles, and wrinkled her pert nose,

Ummm, now what?

She broke out in laughter as she realized they had no way to sew the leaves together and no matter how hard she tried, her mind was drawing a blank at other ways to keep them together.

 

[Wolk]

Steve threw his brain onto the same problem. They could sew the palm leaves together, he supposed. Make a needle out of wood with her knife, make thread out of some kind of dried vegetation or its parts. But that would be pointless. The leaves were so delicate when pierced that the slightest tug would make the thread tear them apart. He thought harder, hugging Callie's shoulders.

"Wait. Who says we have to wrap the grass up? We just have to keep it together, right?"

He pulled her hand, asking her to follow. Grabbing the huge pile of big palm leaves, he went back to the cave, and she followed, bringing some of the huge stack of grass they have gathered. Inside, Steve tossed the leaves on the ground and started arranging big stones into something like a square wall measuring eight by six feet and a foot and a half high. By the time he was done, Callie brought the rest of the grass in, eying his costruction project with interest.

Taking the big palm leaves, he laid the floor of the stone crib with several layers of them, trying to interweave them in such a way that it would be difficult to move them out of place. On top of it, they dumped the huge pile of fresh grass, leveling it evenly, so that it filled out the improvised bed.

Finished, he tried it out, carefully laying his weight onto the grass.

"Nice!" He commented, feeling the soft grass cushion him against the rock's hardness. "Not one of those mattresses that make poor sheep loose their job, but sure beats the hell out of rock floor." He grinned, conjuring the mattress commercial from their old lives. "Give it a try." Steve patted the bed next to him and watched her lay down on it, too. Her sneaky hands wrapped around his neck and she pulled himself to her. They kissed briefly, but Steve gently pulled away. "Not yet, love. We gotta get the fire going and fry that fish. Then, we will try this bed out seriously." He grinned and she mimiced it, they kissed quickly again and Steve got up.

While she brought the fish and the net to the cave, Steve did what had to be done a long time ago - built something resembling a cooking stove. He put two large stone pillars on either side of the fire and laid a big flat stone on top of them. Now the flame would heat the stone and anything put over it can be cooked like on a hot plate.

Putting some fresh firewood into the pit, Steve blew the coals, soon reviving the flames. The fire sparked cheerfully and in half an hour they had more fried fish than they knew what to do with. Both ate until they could no longer look at it, and yet there was some left. They wrapped it into a palm leaf and put away for later.

 

[Alerdene]

She nodded at his suggestion and began working, carrying in heaping armfuls of garss to the cave while he worked inside, constructing something. She'd noticed Romanov inside the cave alone and her brow wrinkled as she wondered what happened to Mikayla. Figuring she'd ask him when he awoke, she continued her trips with the grass until finally Steve told her it was enough. He stepped out of the way and showed her his creation and she smiled broadly as they began spreading the grass inside. Lying down next to him, she shrugged, it wasn't the Hilton, but it would do. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him, pouting at him playfully when he disentangled himself, proclaiming they'd not worked enough yet. She grinned at him as he began working on some sort of stovetop, mumbling at him,

Slavedriver!

Though from her grin, he knew she was just teasing. She went outside while he was cooking and picked them a few berries, returning to see the fish was nearly finished. They sat and ate and laughed and teased, she smashed a berried rubbed it on his cheek when he had glanced over at Romanov once. The look of devlish amusement on his face told her all she needed to know as she leaned over and licked the juice from his cheek.

She watched as Steve wrapped the remainder of the cooked fish up, and she stood, taking part of it and walking to where Romanov lay sleeping. Setting it down next to him, along with the last of the berries she'd brought in before she returned to Steve's side. His return caught her somewhat by surprise, she'd nearly forgotten that there were others on the island, so wrapped up in Steve she had been. She sat in front of Steve, between his open legs, her hands resting lightly on his thighs as his arms draped around her shoulders, leaning back against him as they stared into the fire.

Do you think they will find us?

 

[Wolk]

"Where... oh." Only when Callie went over to give some of their fish to Romanov did Steve notice his presence. 'I should really be more careful,' he thought to himself, figuring he got lucky it was their fellow surviver and not some kind of a wild animal. Though, he had yet to see any animal on this island, it was best to keep alert. Steve considered talking the the man and asking him where the others were, but he was asleep, and Steve decided it could wait for a better time.

So, he just sat down by the fire, Callie settled between his legs. His arms caressed her shoulders slowly, taking away the day's stress bit by bit.

Do you think they will find us?

He stayed silent for a couple of seconds.

"I don't know." He admitted. He didn't want to lie, plus, he didn't know what to lie even if he wanted to. "Do you want them to?"

OOC: I misread your last post, MMD. I thought Romanov was still at the cabin. :OOC

 

[Alerdene]

She sighed as she relaxed against him, thinking over his question carefully, weighing all her feelings carefully. Finally she shook her head almost imperceptibly, her voice soft but strong as she merely said,

No.

She twisted her head up to look at him, afraid he would think her insane. But he smiled and leaned down to kiss her, her hand going up to stroke his cheek softly as he did so. She wiggled back against him even tighter as they kissed, trying to push away the heat rising up in her once again... knowing they had company in the cave this time.

 

[Wolk]

He ment to kiss her slowly, sensually, have it say "I love you too, and I wouldn't miss the rest of the world if I spent my life on this island with you." But they did not make love since noon and it was already evening. Thus, their kiss turned into a passionate assault on each other's lips, saying "I want you, love; where is my promised play, play, play?"

As she kissed back, and wiggled her sexy body against him, Steve felt his cock harden again, poking demandingly against her ass.

He glanced at Romanov sleeping tightly in the far corner of the kidney-shaped cave. From where he laid he could not see their bed, and if they didn't make too much noise they wouldn't disturb his sleep.

Steve's hands slid down along Callie's clothed shoulders, finding her breasts and caressing them through the fabric, as he kissed her neck lightly. "I think it's time for little girls to go to bed now." He grinned, listening to her giggle.

 

[Alerdene]

She felt him harden behind her, his hands dropping from her shoulders to caress her breasts as they sat there. She really hadn't meant to deepen the kiss that much, but everytime she touched him, she just couldn't help but want him.

She listened, giggling as he told her,

I think it's time for little girls to go to bed now.

And she couldn't resist, looking up at him, his hands on her breasts still, her voice playful and as young sounding as she could make it,

And if I don't... do I get a spanking?

She jumped up before he could answer and nearly sprinted to the makeshift bed, skidding to a halt next to it, her eyes watching him as he came towards her. Wriggling out of her shorts and pulling her shirt over her head, her bra following behind it. She gracefull went to her knees and waited for him, the black thong still shining against her pale skin.

 

[MilkManDan007]

Romanov

The smell of the fish drew him out of his slumber. And it wasn't the foul smell of raw fish that had wafted into his nose near the coast, this was fresh -- and cooked. Romanov sat, quietly arranging himself on the uncomfortable stone floor. Steve and Callie had returned, he could hear their voices quietly echoing in the cavern. They must have found, or made, some kind of net for the fish.

Even though he had grown up eating fish, and had found numerous recipes for cooking it, both from his peasant mother and from cookbooks he found during his studies in Europe, the plain fish in front of him seemed like a feast for kings. Thinking back, he had not eaten since lunch two days ago, before the storm came up. The food quieted his rumbling stomach and he stood to go and thank the others for preparing it.

He paused midway into his rise. Callie and Steve had been busy. They had brought in rocks, palm fronds, and leaves and grass, arranging it into a bed. They had also arranged stones over the fire to cook with. Quite an ingenious idea. The two of them seemed content, sitting by the fire in each other's arms, so Romanov decided not to bother them. He sat back down against the small outcropping of rocks he had been sleeping behind and began to think of how, and if, the group would ever get off the island.

A cold thought shook him to the bone. First Mic, then Gaetan and Jenna, three of the original six survivors were gone. Romanov did not know whether Gaetan and Jenna had died like Mic, or were just out, like he had been, exploring the island. The thought that their number had been reduced to half only drew a dark cloud over the already dimly lit cave.

A giggle echoed softly. At least their spirits were high. Romanov settled back against the rock and resumed his slumber. Morning could not come soon enough, and he hoped to discuss plans to escape the island, or at least make their stay more comfortable, with Steve and Callie in the morning.

 

[Wolk]

Steve grinned at the suggestion, watching her as she ran ahead towards the bed. He followed slowly, shamelessly eying her as she undressed, staying only in her tiny thong. Steve shed his own shirt as he went as well, keeping only his shorts on.

He stood right in front of her, his bulge just inches from her beautiful face, before he started taking the shorts off. Slowly, he slid them down to his ankles, watching her face in the meantime, as his big throbbing erection's outline became clear as day, concealed only by his thin cotton boxers' fabric.

"Oh, I like seeing you on your knees like that!" He laughed, petting silky hair at the side of her head gently.

 

[Alerdene]

She wiggled in front of him watching him walk slowly towards her. Her lips parted in anticipation as she watched him slowly bend and take his shorts off mere inches from her face. Her eyes traveled up his thighs, over his hardening cock, his flat stomach and up to his twinkling eyes. A broad smile formed on her face as she looked up at him,

Have I mentioned how much I love you today?

He grinned and made a comment about her being on her knees and she stuck her tongue out at him, well aware that he was tantalizingly close to her mouth as she did so. Her hands ran up his bare thighs, her nails scratching him lightly as she did so until she caressed his ass lovingly... just before her palm slapped his ass, a loud crack ringing out.

She collapsed with laughter at the stunned look on his face, but quickly recovered, coming back to her knees in front of him before he could move, her eyes innocently searching his out,

Oh sorry... you weren't the one who was going to get a spanking were you...

Keeping her eyes on his, she moved forward a bit and her warm mouth closed over his hard shaft, taking about half of his length into her mouth.

 

[Wolk]

Her tongue just inches from his throbbing cock, made it twitch in anticipation.

"Yes, but I'll never get tired." He smiled back. "I love you too."

He relaxed, feeling the pleasure of her hands caressing his thighs, his ass. It felt great. Suddenly a sharp shot of light pain zipped through his brain, making him open his eyes wide in surprise, as Callie collapsed in laughter.

Oh sorry... you weren't the one who was going to get a spanking were you...

The innocent puppy eyes and expression on her cute face looked so wonderful, it was now Steve's turn to laugh. He was going to say something witty back, but it immediately escaped his mind the moment her soft lips touched the crown of his cock. When she sucked it in further, taking a good part of it into her warm, wet mouth, Steve couldn't help but moan in pleasure, his hand caressing her hair softly.

"Oh, love, don't tease," he begged fighting the desire to thrust with his hips and get more stimulation from her amazing mouth.

 

[Alerdene]

She loved the way his hands felt wrapped in her hair and she moaned around him, smiling a bit as she heard him,

Oh, love, don't tease,

Pulling back and giving him that same wide-eyed innocent look she murmurmed softly,

But it's sooo much fun.

Even as she spoke however, she relented and pulled his entire length into her mouth, holding still as she adjusted to his size there once again. Slowly... oh so slowly, she began sliding him in and out, her tongue sliding along the underneath of his hard shaft until he was almost out of her mouth, her tongue then circling and swirling over the crown as she moved her head, pushing him to one side then the other of her mouth. Her hand went back to his tight ass and gripped him there as she played with him.

Finally pulling back as he moaned loudly, she looked up at him, her eyes shining,

What do you want baby..

 

[Wolk]

Steve laughed at her comment, at that same expression on her face. He moaned as she took his whole length entirely, swallowing the sensitive crown. His fingers tightened in her hair, as he groaned in pleasure. "Oh, wow!"

Her tight mouth and skillful tongue were driving him wild, increasing his desire rather than helping release it. "Oh, oh yes! Callie, you're so wonderful. Ah!"

He moaned in frustration as she pulled her lovely mouth off him.

What do you want baby.. He heard her ask. He wanted her, wanted her over and over again; it didn't even matter how, as long as they were together. The mind works in curious ways, though, and at that time it tossed him a joke to tell.

"Some M&M's would be nice." He laughed. "Failing that, how about your lovely titties wrapped around my nice hard cock?" Steve grinned.

 

[Alerdene]

Some M&M's would be nice.

She groaned as she heard his answer, laughter escaping her mouth however, knowing that she had deserved that one. Her smile grew larger though as she heard his real request and she looked up at him, her hands still caressing his thighs and ass.

That one I can probably help you with.

She reached for his hand and tugged him down until he was half lying there on his back, propped on up his elbows watching her. She stood above him first and wriggled out of her thong, a finger going teasingly over her moistness and holding it to his mouth, moaning as he complied and sucked her finger into his mouth. When she was wiggling and squirming from his tongue teasing her finger, she knelt between his legs, spreading them enough for her to be there. Smiling up at him, she leaned over, her hair brushing his tummy as she did so, tickling him. Her hands wrapped around his cock which jumped as she did so... stroking him lightly at first. Leaning even farther over, she let go of him and settled him firmly between her breasts, her fingers pressing into her own flesh to wrap around him as she began to move, loving the way his hardness bit into her soft globes as he slid easily between them, her eyes watching his as she started.

 

[Wolk]

Steve watched her undress, sinking in the comfortable grassy bed. He grinned, his eyes following her playful finger as it ran along her own wet pussy.

When she put it against his fingers, Steve moaned, sucking it in obediently, tasting her sweet sex. He played his tongue on her finger as if it was her nipple, making love to this seemingly assexual part of her body, but making her quiver nonetheless.

Eventually she took it out, but only to kneel between his legs, which he was eager to helpfully spread for her. Her hand felt nice jerking up and down his firm cock, but it was nothing compared to her soft tits that wrapped around it next. The soft velvety mounds made him close his eyes and moan as they slid up and down caressnig his entire length, making his head stick out from the top of her cleavage from time to time. He bucked his hips hornily, helping thurst his cock into the pleasure valley.

"Oh, Callie, yes! It feels soooo good!" He moaned, reaching out to caress her hair.

 

[Alerdene]

She smiled at his encouragement and slid along his velvety skin even faster, her fingers digging into her soft skin turning her on even more. His moans of her name made her tremble and she ducked her head down, her tongue coming out as she did so... each thrust he made upwards forcing the tip of him against her tongue.

She squeezed him tighter, the friction he was causing warming her skin even more as it closed around him, her tongue licking him every time he moved, slipping around him. Droplets of his precum slid down, dripping onto her the swells of her, making it's way down into the valley which he fucked wildly, giving him a natural lubricant to slide against easier.

 

[Wolk]

"Oh, yes!" Steve bit his lower lip, groaning. Her breasts felt so good against him, and her tongue - it was beyond words. He was in heaven and wanted it to go on until spunk boiled in his balls and exploded all over her amazing breasts. But he wanted her to feel breat too, and it was a slim chance she would orgasm from this titfuck, as great as it was to him.

He pulled her up to him and kissed deeply, teasing her whole mouth with his tongue before falling back and let her tongue do the same. His hand found its way between her legs and caressed her pussy, before putting a finger into the wet hole.

"That was so good!" He whispered, "but I want you to scream with me." His finger was fucking in and out of her slowly. "So what do you say we replace that finger with something more... fitting?" He grinned widely, his big wet erection poking into her thigh.

 

[Alerdene]

She frowned and pouted when he pulled away from her, she loved the feeling of him moving between her breasts and she loved the noises he made because of it even more. Her pouting was shortlived however as he absolutely floored her with a kiss that nearly made her heart stand still... though her body certainly managed enough squirming.

Her tongue played against his, giving way as he ravaged her mouth and then allowed her to do the same, her ragged moans escaping around their joined tongues as his fingers dropped to her wetness.

She wanted to argue with him as he spoke of her screaming with him, she wanted him back where he was. Her wants slowly changed however as his finger began pleasuring her, her pussy grasping at his hand as she trembled against him.

So what do you say we replace that finger with something more... fitting?

She nodded and leaned to kiss his neck, nibbling it lightly as she moved, forcing his hand out of her, but soon settling down on his lap as he sat up, his arms around her. She felt his hardness pressing against her and she wiggled and squirmed as she wrapped her legs around him as they sat there until she felt the tip of his shaft part her lips and push into her, her moans increasing until she felt him slide in fully, her ass settling down against his thighs.

 

[Wolk]

Her legs hugged him in this highly erotic position as his hands roamed her body, unable to decide if they wanted to be on her ass or her breasts and thus traveling back and forth to squeeze both. He felt her settle in, his cock pressing against her moist slit, and pressed forward, entering her pleasantly tight pussy with a moan.

He allowed some time kissing and caressing for them to get used to one another, to make the rubbing of her pussy walls even more pleasant. Then his hands cupped her ass and he stood up, picking her up with him, impaled on his hungry cock, drawing a surprised squeal.

With his hands Steve lifted her slowly then brought back down, sliding her entire body off an on his cock. It felt great, not even so much the wonderful rubbing of their most sensitive parts, but the unusual position itself; its kinkiness somehow magnifying the pleasure.

Steve laughed: "Do you like it, sweet?" as he kept impaling her body onto his pole.

He was no star athlete, though, and could not keep pumping the weight of another person with his arms like this for long. So, he backed against the wall of the cave, leaning his back on it, still holding Callie with three parts of his body. He picked her leg and lifted it up to his shoulder, while putting another's foot on the wall at his waist level. Now she supported herself with her arms around his neck and one leg on his shoulder, while she could push against the wall with the other leg to push her pelvis away from him or let it drop back, impaling her pussy completely over his cock. His hands were around her ass still, playing with the fun flesh, exciting her, sometimes brushing playfully against her little asshole.

 

[Alerdene]

She squealed in surprise as he stood up with her still wrapped around his cock, the movement pushing him up into her impossibly far as he moved. She held on for dear life as he began lifting her up and down, sliding her on his cock as if she were a horse on a merry-go-round. She threw her head back and moaned his name as it caused exquiste pleasure to course through her.

Do you like it, sweet?

She moaned as she tried to answer, her voice hoarse with lust and desire,

Like it? God don't ever stop Steve.. ohhhh yesssss

She trembled as he backed against the wall and pulled her leg over his shoulder. Her other foot went against the wall and she smiled as she realized she could move easily this way and began doing so immediately, pulling herself up before allowing her ass to drop and plunging him back into her tight walls over and over again.

Mmmmmmmmm, God yes, oh God, Steve, oh Steve, baby you feel sooo good inside me

The odd position was driving her wild as it pushed his cock into places that were tormenting her beyond belief. His hands were doing their work as well as they played with her ass, brushing against her rosebud of an entrance, toying with her teasing her as she continued her wild ride on him. Her clit was being teased as well every time she came down, rubbing against his body as juices began to drip down his cock and onto his balls as she began thrashing, her muscles tense as they held her up and pushed her down, her head thrown back in the throes of passion as she screamed his name, oblivious to the fact that someone else was in the cave with him. She wouldn't have cared even if she had remembered so intense was the orgasm that rang through her body as her pussy tightened impossibly around his shaft as she shuddered against his body.

 

[Wolk]

Steve couldn't contain a grin, nor did he want to, when he saw how wild Callie grew. Her loud screams, her moans, saying his name over and over again, rang in his ears as she thurst herself up and down, slamming her oozing pussy onto his cock.

The grin turned into an extatic laughter as she grew more passionate, losing herself in a sea of lust, her head thrown back, his name on her lips, her sexy hair flying around wildly. Suddenly her screams grew even louder and her pussy felt like it was on fire, sucking him, tickling him and pressing him hard all at the same time.

Steve fought the urge to join her mind-blowing orgasm hard. Instead, he put her down on the bed face up, never leaving her wonderfully spasming pussy, just as she lost control of her body and could no longer drive herself over him. He took over, though, thrusting his cock hard and fast into her again, prolonging her orgasm and making it harder yet. He himself, was getting close to exploding as well.

"Oh, Callie, can I... on your breasts... please..." He managed between extatic gasps.

 

[Alerdene]

She probably would have fallen had he not realized she had gone over the edge hard, her body flying on instinct now rather then any real attempt at holding herself up on him. But he was there, attuned to her body as he always was and he managed to lower her to their make-shift bed, his cock still pistoning away at her, prolonging her already incredibly intense orgasm as she clutched him to her tightly.

Juices exploding around his cock as her back arched up off the grass, she heard him gasping and asking her something. Vaguely aware of what he wanted, she could only nod and moan her approval, her hands going to her breasts and squeezing them, kneading them together, waiting for his hot creme to cover her. Finally managing to speak, she looked up at him through her tangle of hair,

God yes Steve, please... do it, cum for me, on me, I want to watch, I want to feel it...