I am far from finished, and even before you stop your loud gasp I pull you down onto the grass, lifting you over my standing cock which is covered in your white thick cream, you drop down on him hard and it immediately restarts the orgasmic sensations, "Oh God Yes" you scream as you start lifting and dropping along the entire length of my rod, the shaft squelching in the wetness from your pussy. My own little 'Pussy Falls'.
As you rock and twist your hips squirming your pussy round on my shaft I slap both cheeks of your ass hard and sharp, you jerk on me as the tingle ripples through your body, the added sensation triggering your orgasm making your pussy walls tighten and milk my shaft, it's more than my excited cock can handle and I push deep with a final ass slapping and spurt my hot load far up inside you.
You collapse over me and we lay there regaining breath, still inside you as the sun warming your back. Hot now and not just because of the days heat wave, but from the energetic and rampant sex.
We stand up and walk into the deep pool, swimming across to the stronger gushing water and stand underneath letting the soft mountain water wash our hair and bodies, so refreshing and cooling. As we climb out I retrieve our clothes and lay them on the dry rocks beside the picnic table in the sunlight.
We eat our picnic lunch as our bodies dry and warm back up after the cool pool, watching the circling buzzards high in the air and the occasional swooping hawk after voles or field mice, and rabbits bouncing in the grass on the opposing bank. An occasional jet, sometimes two screams overhead as they chase each other ducking and diving on their training exercises between the mountains and hills, temporarily scattering all wildlife and creating a brief silence until the effect of the loud sudden noise fades away.
Once dry we get the sun block cream from the bag and rub it into each others bodies, so tempted to play again as I massage it into your breasts, yet restraining ourselves and saving some of our energy for playing later. Tomorrow will be our last day at home, the day after we will be off on our exciting holiday abroad, even hotter sunshine, sand and sea, and a pool at the villa for midnight swims. Yes definitely going to be Sun, Sea, Sangria and Sex, lots and lots of SEX!
Clothes dry we redress, trying to make them look tidy and not as if they have just come out of a washing machine. we slowly walk back along the river edge and cross the wooden bridge, through the sheep that scatter from the path as we approach and finally back to the car. Packing the bag in the boot while the doors are left open for it to cool then starting the engine and air-conditioning before driving back out of the small car park. This time we take the other side of the lake till we reach the village of Llanwyddyn, turning up beside the shop and taking a route through the pine forests, resembling an alpine pass as the sea of green trees stretch up the sides as far as the eye can see. At Penybontfawr we take another back road and drive out to another tiny village, turning left into the narrowest 'High Street' you can imagine, barely room for two cars to pass each other and impossible in places.
We drive down the country lane and head to another waterfall, the 'Pistyll Rhayader Falls'. I want to show you this one as it is 60 feet higher than Niagara Falls, not quite as impressive as it is following rain but still gushing down its two stages, filling the pool in the shelf half way up before over flowing again to the river below.
