There is something to be said for shooting a load into a chick's mouth while out in the middle of a otherwise quiet New England woodsy area in the middle of a crisp autumn day where the only sounds besides her gobbling and your heavy breathing from orgasm is the crunch-crunch of the crimson & gold leaves on the ground as you and her shift positions, her on her knees and you (me) rolling back and forth as much as the brakes allow.

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