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Subject: {ASSM} {assm} Sex with Ants FM cons exib rom
Date: Mon, 20 Dec 1999 11:10:01 -0500
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Here's a story for your site
Love in the presence of ants FM cons exib rom Yesterday we walked
several miles along a raised canal bank in Lincolnshire, England, in the
sunshine. There was a warm dry wind. You could see for many miles across
the low flat landscape. The nearest building or person was about 3/4 mile
away. The countryside is completely open with no covered approach. There
were no aircraft about. The view along the canal, only used by very slow
pleasure craft, and the canal path is unobstructed for at least a mile in
either direction. We laid down and no-one could see us from any building
even if they had a superb telescope and the inclination to look in our
direction. It was very unlikely that anyone could have approached us
without being seen. I rucked her skirt up and pulled my shorts down to my
ankles. We made tender, passionate love until a boat rounded the corner of
the canal in the distance. Then we fucked like crazy until I came, at
which point I noticed my right knee was in a nest of very angry red ants,
which were b! iting ferociously, but that's Roger Irrelevant. We cleaned
up and I pulled my shorts back on and straightened her skirt well before
the boat was close enough for the occupants to notice us. We moved a
little way along the bank away from the ants and waved as they went by.
Once they were out of sight again I pushed her skirt back up and, after
making sure there were no ants in the vinicity, brought her off slowly with
my fingers and tongue. I teased her for a while as we walked back,
refusing to return her knickers, and we laughed as we walked. We were
happy to have had such a wonderful moment of intimicy with only the sun,
some cows and lots of insects to know of it and spent the rest of the day
mooning around like a couple of silly teenagers in love. Still it is
always possible that someone might have been hiding along there for some
obscure reason and seen it all!
nexuswilson at nightmail dot com
Thanks again mark wilson
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