Blazing Hippie Confession: Squirting on Ben’s Massive Cock in the Forest Edge

The isolated house edges a dense forest near Rambouillet. Sun scorches my skin as I strip bare for the first time. Heart hammers. Nathalie and Olivier lounge nude by the pool. Ben chops wood, his tiny short barely containing those massive balls. Hydrocele, she explained. Swollen, heavy. My pussy twitches. No bra under my tank top all morning. Now fully exposed. Nipples harden in the breeze. I fetch salad, tits bouncing free. They glance, casual. No shame. Pool water laps my naked body later. Ben’s cock flops wet between thighs. We talk. His erection surges. Thick vein pulses. Prepuce half-retracted. My clit throbs. Chatte soaks the lounger. Night falls. Music pulses. Ponch burns my throat. Dance wild with Nathalie. Tits shake. Ass grinds air. Impudent. Ben jerks in shadows, cum glistening on abs. Balls sag empty. We shake everything. His cock slaps belly. Laughter. Euphoria. Parents fuck nearby. Her moans ignite me. Back to room? No. Grab dildo. Race downstairs. Transat sticky with his seed. Fingers maul tits. Pinch nipples raw. Legs sky-high. Pussy splits wide. Lips stretch. Clit swells. Saliva drips. Vibrator buzzes. Shoves deep. Ass too. Then clit grind. Urge builds. Piss? No. Squirt erupts. Jets arc hot. Tiles flood. Fingers plunge. Four now. Gush endless. Body convulses. Blackout bliss. Morning. Stumble upstairs, dildo slick. Ben’s eyes widen. His soft cock drapes mattress. Balls hang low, spent. Smell my musk? Don’t care. Drag him to bath. Kneel. Shear pubes. Foam his sack. Razor glides. Shaft stiffens. Inches from my lips. Balls roll in palms. Smooth now. Perfect. Magnificent beast. Heart races again. Walk forest edge. Grass tickles soles. Air kisses skin. Freeze. His cock swings. Kneel. Tongue frein. Savor anise tang. Half in mouth. Pump fist. Balls knead full again. Pussy drips grass.