Linda leaned against the woodland tree. The stranger pulled her running shorts and panties down. Wetness explored, his massive hardness drove up her welcoming channel, lifting her off her feet.

Somewhere dogs barked. Legs wrapped around him as he growled, “Always this early?”

“Always.”

Thrust. Such power.

“Enjoy fucking?”

“Anywhere. Anytime.”

Another thrust. Rapture.

Moaning, “Cock feels desperate.”

Thrust. Wild elation.

“One-off chance. You? How often?”

Giggles, “Home. Shower. Sleepy hubby fucked. Office.”

He spurted. Ecstatic orgasms.

“Lunchtime. Three clerks service me. You?”

 Nods towards barking, “Escaped prison earlier. Fourth time. They’ll catch me now. You were well worth it.”