There we are behind the trees, In the park in the rain, Naked, in the breeze. Our skin and hair are drenched Not a soul is in the park, And we come together, our Bodies wet from falling water A little chilly but all the hotter, As you part before me, my lips On yours, wet and deep into Your core, and sweet the skin That heats me, I fill you, you're Like coming home again, and I bellow grunt and slide again And again, into your rain-filled Den,water seeps, go deep and You whisper in my ear, all the Things that make me dear, as I fill you, thrill, hands upon your breast Your long hair tickles my chest And together we slide into extacy And in the afterflow of rain, The afterglow, then we don our clothes And away we go.
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In the park in the rain,
Naked, in the breeze.
Our skin and hair are drenched
Not a soul is in the park,
And we come together, our
Bodies wet from falling water
A little chilly but all the hotter,
As you part before me, my lips
On yours, wet and deep into
Your core, and sweet the skin
That heats me, I fill you, you're
Like coming home again, and
I bellow grunt and slide again
And again, into your rain-filled
Den,water seeps, go deep and
You whisper in my ear, all the
Things that make me dear, as
I fill you, thrill, hands upon your breast
Your long hair tickles my chest
And together we slide into extacy
And in the afterflow of rain,
The afterglow, then we don our clothes
And away we go.
Dedicated to jelly and her beans