Elbows on the rough stone, castle towering behind me, I gaze out from the cliff-top rampart into the blustery wind, the pounding waves. The noise is immense, overpowering - creating my own world of sensation. Feeling you behind me, your chin on my head, your arms around me, melting into your warmth at my back. Your hand slips beneath my waistband, questing under denim, under lace. Skimming my hard, swollen clit, your fing...