As soon as Julia realized that she woke up and opened her eyes, she had some strange, almost imperceptible and unconscious intuitive feeling that today she would have a very special day.

The scorching July sun evaporated any traces of moisture into the air. Except perhaps the sea, which it was unable to evaporate. Already early in the morning, as soon as the Earth turned to face the star, every stone, every tree began to heat up to a terrible temperature. Everyone wanted one thing - good rain.

After drinking a little cold cocktail of cream and caramel, throwing a light dress and sandals over her body, Julia decided that it was completely useless to continue hiding from the heat at home and, lightly slamming the gate of her site, went in the direction of her favorite bay. The trip to the place usually took her about twenty minutes, but today her special mood allowed her to fly to that place without noticing the time. She flew along the paved stone path downhill, increasingly smelling algae and sea breeze, anticipating the touch of the cool water of her body.

This was her favorite place. Almost no one in the city knew about this bay and the narrow road leading to it. Julia could easily expose her body and swim in the sea alone at any time, without worrying or worrying about her nakedness.

So she did this time. With one mechanical movement, throwing off her dress on the stone, her body, rather exhausted by the heat, quickly plunged into the water. Thinking about how good it is to live near the sea, Julia swam away from the shore. Easily, almost like a frog, narrowing his eyes a little, carelessly admiring the sky and the overtaking clouds ...

After ten minutes of swimming, her eyes caught sight of a silhouette suddenly descending. Not knowing what to do, Julia had no choice but to swim to the shore, to which for some reason she was very strongly drawn. So much so that her hands rowed the water by themselves, moving her body in the right direction.

The more Julia got closer to the coastline, the more distinct the silhouette of this, as she could already see, a handsome young man became. And the more she was drawn to him. Now she could already make out the outlines of his figure, his confident gait. She definitely liked him. Julia began to see his tanned-reddish skin, tightly fitting muscular torsos, a powerful skeleton. Now it seemed to her that under each step of his feet the nearby mountains were shaking. She saw the play of his every muscle, the twitching of every muscle. At the same time, Julia could not take her eyes off his face, adorned with subtle features of strength and nobility. She was drawn to this man, she began to get excited and want him. Now - only him.

The man also noticed Julia. But only at the moment when she, unable to restrain herself any longer, began to move towards him. First he saw her dark, damp hair flowing properly over her body as her silhouette rose from the sea. He saw gradually appearing breasts, of the most beautiful, regular, straight form, the volume of which exactly corresponded to the warehouse of her body. Now, catching with a glance every droplet sliding down her body, he could see her dark swollen nipples, directly and seductively sticking out of her body, her most beautiful waist and hips. He wanted her, he felt strength and desire in himself; in your body and under your swimming trunks...

But none of them noticed the gathering clouds and the wind beginning to make high ridges on the water.

In the blink of an eye, his clothes were next to Julia's. A minute later, their bodies met and stopped a few centimeters apart, trying to strike each other with their looks. Each of them subconsciously hoped that the enemy would endure and surrender first, but the desire for passion from this only increased, rolling like a huge snowball.

Julia broke down first. With both hands, she passionately grabbed his hot, burning body with passion and pulled him towards her. And at that very moment, the sky above the sea lit up with the brightest flash of lightning, highlighting their bodies on the shore, casting a huge shadow of passion on a nearby rock. Her moist lips dug into his mouth hard, devouring every hollow in the outer part of his face. At the same moment, his hands touched her waist, squeezed her body and began to slide down. She, in a moment, inhaling the air that was in his mouth, quickly pushed her tongue there and, pressing hard, ran it across his palate. He did the same, but ran his tongue over the base of her mouth. His hands hovered down on her ass. She seemed to him very tender, but at the same time elastic and smooth. The palms of his powerful hands slowly slid over her, from her waist to her hips. Pressing her buttocks with his hands, he strongly began to rest against her stomach, the object of his pride. Their bellies strongly rested against each other, especially during breathing, because they breathed absolutely synchronously. Their tongues played catch-up with each other, each trying to crawl into the other's throat, touch the larynx. Her burning breasts pressed hard against his body and squeezed his diaphragm as Julia breathed in. He felt every movement of her wet nipple through his body; and that excited him the most.

Over time, their bodies moved closer to the stones on which their clothes lay. His lips touched her neck. He held her body with both of his hands and showered her with kisses. She closed her eyes and began massaging his body vigorously with her hands. Gradually he sank lower. His tender lips touched her nipples. She was so turned on that she almost orgasmed at the touch, and she moaned a little. He put her nipple in his mouth and began to caress it in his mouth, more and more accelerating the movements of his tongue. Julia wriggled in his arms with tender passion, getting hotter and hotter. Laying her on her clothes, his hands began to squeeze and massage her breasts. And then - under his hands was her whole body. His hands more and more kindled the flame of passion in Julia ... With the head of his penis, he sometimes touched her stomach a little, which acted on her like a touch of a hot candle - she moaned and stretched her neck forward with her eyes closed.

Then he began to tease her, touching the tip of his cock to her clitoris and her pussy, but, as if, without even thinking to move on. And for greater imitation, he made oncoming movements in her direction. As a result, this aroused Julia so much that she, not remembering and not understanding anything, grabbed his penis with her hand and, directing it to the right place, pushed it inside. He helped her with the movement of his body.

Julia made a loud, drawn-out, long sound, arching her back and directing her body towards the pleasures. Now he pushed himself completely into her body. She felt his body go into her, bursting her, tearing her to pieces. She wanted this more and more. He began to move, to accelerate. Julia made simply unimaginable sounds and helped him with movements in the right direction.

Then she wanted to change her position. He sat on a rock and she sat on his cock. He entered so deeply that Julia even screamed. But she quickly liked it, and she began to move, driving his body into her as much as possible. She wanted him to be in her as much as possible, as deeply as possible, and burn her from the inside with his body and friction against her walls. He helped her move by squeezing her breasts with his thumbs and pushing her body over him. He wanted faster, she wanted deeper. Julia's stony, hot nipples rubbed against his chest. Her lube flowed down his inner thighs. To Julia it seemed like some kind of frenzied horse racing. Julia's most passionate cries were accompanied by crushing thunder. It seemed that Earth and Sky also loved each other, like Julia and her pleasant stranger.

They finished quickly, along with the rain, and almost simultaneously. Streams of his sperm flowed in a hot fountain in her body. It was one of the happiest orgasms of her life.

And every time Julia came to this bay, her eyes would rush to the stone on which lay their clothes. But she never saw the man anywhere else.



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