Jill loved feeling the sun's warmth on her naked body. She breathed in deeply and enjoyed the smell of wildflowers and pine trees mixing in the air. The wind rolled through the fields and pushed soft blades of grass like waves on the ocean all around her. Jill opened her eyes now. The wildflower behind her ear made her feel especially pretty as she gazed down and smiled at Jack, who was marveling up at her from between her legs. The only clothes Jack hadn't peeled off of her yet were her winter boots and a knit cap she had made by the soft glow of the fire in their home. Gentle.
Jill perched atop his lap like a Sphinx, her soft round thighs warmly cradling jacks lap as she wiggled her hips and felt his big piston cradled between the cheeks of her round plump bottom. She raised her hips over Jack's member and guided his rod into her warm honey hole. Her little pussy made a meal of jacks thick, glistening shaft. Jack watched dreamily as her petite little snatch gobbled up his dick inch by inch. Her hips wiggled and she gasped happily, reaching out to lock hands with her love beneath her. Wiggle wiggle, and another few inches. She moved in to kiss Jack now, she wanted to cradle his beautiful tongue in her mouth. Jill loved nothing more than coupling with Jack like this out on the mountainside. They raised sheep together and Jack was a Shepard, among other things. Jill made the hike to see him out on the hills multiple times a week.
The small house he had built for them both brought Jill shelter and immense joy and satisfaction. But not as much joy or satisfaction as Jack's beautiful, long curved manhood brought her. She couldn't stand to be away from him for too long. With her heart and soul she loved him tenderly and earnestly. And with her body she gave him a primal animalistic love. One that took no thought or attention to summon. It was her body's natural reaction to him being close. She never felt this way before meeting Jack, and now she wanted nothing but to invite him between her legs any time he was near. Jack had nearly bottomed out in her by now. Since settling in the hills with her beloved Jack, Jill had taken to hunting and cooking for the two of them. She was an excellent hunter and cook, so she tended to keeping Jack's belly full and his appetite fed, while Jack happily returned the favor by keeping Jill's pussy full and her appetite fed. They were a match made in heaven.
Lots of delicious rabbit and vegetable stew had fattened Jill's ass and hips a little, just enough so that she could perfectly swallow Jack to the hilt. She wiggled her hips a little more and felt her warm cake settle on Jack's lap at the exact moment he pressed all the way into her cervix like a cast iron pole. Jill's mouth hung open in ecstasy for a moment. The wind caught her blouse and picked it up off the grass where it had been tossed beside her. With Jack's red hot meat deep in her guts she watched in a daze as her blue and red knitted top drifted on the wind further down into the valley. She had fully enveloped him now.
