Making the most of the mishap

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Adrian gave up and left the side of capsizing canoe, choosing instead to concentrate on getting them both to shore. Elena swam, feeling silly. Her retro, canvas pants filled with water and she had to kick free of her wellies to save herself from drowning. In a few minutes they’d made it to the safety of the mud on the riverbank, sprawling on the black ground to catch their breath. Adrian wiped his hippie locks out of his eyes, succeeding in dragging silt across his forehead. Elena laughed, tilting back her head as the absurdity of the whole, sorry situation caught up with her. Ripples of giggles came and went. Adrian eyed her suspiciously. He gathered her up in his arms, so close she could smell the mud on his face, it made her want to laugh more but she swallowed. He was looking at her wolfishly, like he wanted to inhale her, whole. “We’re idiots”. Elena said as she wriggled around, sodden and beginning to chill. “It could have been much, much worse.” He pulled her to him and kissed her. Unlike the rest of her body, the inside of her mouth was hot and eager. She grasped his wet shirt and heaved herself over so çankaya escort she was lying on top of him. Adrian stopped kissing to tickle her underarms and she squealed. They rolled. He pinned her beneath his much larger form and from there, he began to disrobe her, wrestling determinedly with her heavy, wet clothes. The canvas pants almost tore at her skin as they slid off. It was a relief to be free of them. Adrian grabbed her little feet, squeezing her toes. “Your shoes?” “A sacrifice, to the River-God.” She joked, wriggling. She held out her arms, grateful for the warmth of this body. Their clothing made soggy sounds as it fell away around them. Adrian’s sodden hat went first, and then his vest, shirt and finally they succeeded wrestling him free of his jeans. Both were now muddy and breathing hard. Elena’s nipples sat like cherries on the cupcakes of her delectable, small breasts. In the guise of warming her, Adrian filled his hands with her flesh, pinching and finally, taking one in his mouth, silt, grit and all. Elena sighed, pleased beyond measure. She grabbed his cock in rus escort her hands and massaged its head. He grunted onto her chest. Elena moved the foreskin back and felt around his helmet as he shifted to allow her better access. She made better use of the moment, cupping his balls. Her small, cold hands shocked his scrotum and he pulled away in surprise. Elena giggled and held on, rolling the egg-like toys around in her palm. Adrian stopped playing with her nipple and greased her mouth once more with his heated kisses. She again took his throbbing cock in her hands. “Don’t stop.” Adrian rubbed the length of her side with his big, warm hand. The little lady attending to his penis made him crazy. He panted in the breaks between their kisses, desperately diving for her tongue. He tasted of chocolate and aniseed. In one movement, Adrian clamped his hands on her small hips and bodily lifted her, rolling as he went. She sat on top of him. Her new vantage point brought a chill with it and her whole body broke into goose bumps. “Oh” She said in her best pitiful voice. Adrian shoved his thumb eryaman escort into her pussy and she grinned, the weather forgotten. Elena bucked her hips. “Do you think we’ll get it back?” “What?” Hi voice was thick, his eyes unfocused. While he played with her nub, Elena rubbed the length of her wet pussy along his pole. “The canoe.” “Forget it.” Adrian sat forward, straining to meet her lips. He crunched his abs, bending, he was the picture of male perfection. Dark hairs on his chest accentuated the finely honed muscle. Elena took his tongue gratefully, accepting her cue to quit talking. Playfully, she hopped off him, her knees sinking into the river sand. She grabbed at her singlet, twisting its moisture onto his penis, stunning him with water and washing him, simultaneously. Before Adrian could react Elena dropped her head and started to suck on his man meat. “Ah” He strained towards her. She slurped with enthusiasm and wiggled her rear, encouraging him to touch her sweetness. Elena arched like a cat, part of her mind concentrating on pleasuring her lover, the other part intent on seducing him to plunge his fingers into her pussy. She licked and slurped. Finally Adrian obliged. He strummed her dripping passage and she purred. Elena ran her tongue along his cock. She licked his balls. After a time she popped the whole thing into her mouth and deep-throated like a tigress.

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