We are alone in the Australian countryside by a rushing stream of crystal clear water on a bright sunny day. A picnic lunch is spread on colourful blanket before us but we have other things on our mind.
Our lips meet in a tender kiss, our tongues probing, exploring each other's mouth and our hands exploring each other's body. Our breath is coming in gasps as our bodies press ever closer together in an attempt to merge into one. I feel the softness of your breasts crushed against my chest and you...you feel the raging pulse of my cock straining for release from my constricting clothing pressing against the hard mound of your now dripping womanhood. You grind your hips against my crotch feeling the hardness of my cock pressing against you.
You can't take any more and frantically reach for my zipper freeing my stiff cock from its restraints. It springs free and you grasp it in your hand, your fingers not quite able to encircle its girth, feeling the fire pulsing through the length of it.
We are beyond control now and tear at each other's clothing until we are naked to the world. My hands are all over your body first caressing your back and then the swell of your ass. My fingers gently probe into the cleft between your legs before moving to your round breasts. I caress them gently before pinching your hardened nipples and rolling them between my fingers.
You moan softly and the movement of your hands becomes more urgent on my throbbing cock. "Fuck me now," you beg. But the foreplay has only just started.