Nice View

At last we reached the top and the view was as spectacular as the brochures promised. A small clearing led to a viewing platform with a wooden bench, and you could see for miles. As we sat there Tom took my face in his hands and kissed me tenderly.

“Look at you,” he said. “Stark naked. You make the view so much more beautiful.”

And then we were kissing madly, and the pent-up desire of the hike overcame us. Tom pushed me back onto the bench and spread my legs, nuzzling his way down my belly until his face was between my thighs, licking my clit hard and fast. I looked up at the great expanse of blue above me and sighed, awash with the sensation of his tongue against my folds. I came, the sound of my moans echoing into the trees.

This is an excerpt from “Hiking Fun” - a real life erotic letter from .

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