Back as a blast from the past. Laying with an arched back in a meadow full of hay. Closer to coming from just a mans hands than I have ever been. Filling the blanket with gushing wetness.
The sex was a little quick and uninspiring but the feeling of paradise and freedom is unparamount.
In nature, eating raw hazelnuts from a tree, smoking weed, kissing your wet lips, pulling my dress around my waist as you push your flesh into my flesh. In a memory and in that moment, it all comes back.
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