Country trip

I was out there soaking up the view, taking in that fresh country air, starting to loosen up when I rummaged through my bag for sunglasses. Instead, my fingers hit that smooth grey dildo I’ve been missing for weeks. There it was, like it wanted me. Fuck it—I was already getting slick, so I slid it out and angled it between my thighs, pressing the tip right against my clit before pushing it in slow, loving how my cunt clenched around it. Felt damn good to have it back, and even better buried in me, stretching me open while the breeze hit my bare thighs. Every thrust made my hips roll, greedy for more, chasing that hot, wet rhythm till my legs trembled and my breath hitched, right out there in the open air.