Letting out cute moans of pleasure and need as I feel him roll his palms into my needing flesh, over my chest and neck in slow swooping motions. Blushing even more and biting my lower lip to not moan out too much, feeling him cusp my mounds and squeeze them gently, playing with my nipple rings in a soothing manner. Laying there on the blanket as my shoulders and chest get pressed and smoothed away, closing my eyes and sighing at how nice this is.<br/><br/>Opening one eye for him when he makes that statement, "I don't think we have the time to go back to town, but maybe we can find some place more private in the woods? Having a massage next to a bubbling stream would be oh so lovely."