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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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You comfortable, I know I am going to be but at the moment I m wet n cold having just spent a day on emergency tree works.. My body aches, my muscles strain..... I pull into a layby, quiet lay by, out in the styx where the only chatter is from the cuckoo standing proud n loud oh and the wind thru the surrounding trees is now at whisper after raging all day. Im raging now but not angry, more I need some good to coarse my body, to bring some warmth and pleasure. My hands raise to my shoulders and pull my dripping sweatshirt from my body, droplets of water course from my neck down over my chest, my nipples are hard, pronounced would not be lying. When like this they are always sensitive, crazily sensitive.. Cant resist, I lay across my seats and stroke them, rub them, twist them at times, feels sooo good. I stroke all my chest, my neck, I ve never been into quick pleasure whether on my own or with others, long n slow. My fingers run along my ribcage to the button of my trousers, oh such a relief as i undo the button, run down the zip and slide them off.... Now I lay here naked, apart from my lace pants that hug tightly about me.. Hmmm never expected that did ya.. Manly tree cutter wearing lacey pants.. They suit so well my shaven smooth body, they have the look, the style, cutting in tight to my thighs.. My skin shining, warming, my fingers finding my cock, hard, bursting, wanting. Shall I continue as I run thru my stash to find my nylons and satin gloves
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