I took it hesitantly, my hand brushing against his rough skin. The crackling of the flames grew louder, The fire was in the middle of a small clearing in the trees. The view was breathtaking, ridges cascaded into valleys, lush green and alive, stretching infinitely in every direction. The sensation was electric, a jolt of pleasure that shot straight to my core. He faced the tree and urinated, the stream of piss a golden arc that steamed in the night’s chill. Naira’s expression grew serious as he watched, his hand slowly retreating from his now softened cock. He had just cum over me while I was distracted with his sucking of my nipples. After he finished packing, Naira stood up and slung the basket over his shoulder. Naira’s eyes followed the movement, his gaze lingering on my bare legs and the patch of fabric that now separated us. I accepted it, he had slept next to me and been perfectly gentlemanly about it.
