Pascal's hands were on my thighs, his fingers digging into my skin as he pulled me down onto him. I was straddling him, my wet cunt grinding against his hard cock, and the sensation was intense. We were in a secluded clearing deep in the woods, surrounded by trees that seemed to lean in, their branches tangling overhead like skeletal fingers. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. Pascal's eyes locked onto mine, his pupils dilated as he thrust up into me, the sound of our flesh slapping together echoing through the stillness of the forest. I felt a rush of adrenaline as I realized we were completely alone out here, no one to witness or interrupt us as we rutted like animals in the wilderness.

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