The sensations and thoughts that Kayla put into Christopher's mind and body built up like pressure behind a dam that threatened to buckle and let loose primal waters into the landscape. he seemed unable to do wrong with him and she sent shivers up through his spine and how he could not stand still whilst she did it. How she rubbed over his erection and actually snaked her hand under his pants. He was rock hard for her and she well knew that he had been housing that erection ever since they left. The fact that now she was offering herself to him to pass the time waiting... and to be honest they were not willing to wait longer to indulge in one another. When she sat down upon a wooden picnic table and began to rub herself under her cargo pants he smiled as he then spoke up.<br/><br/><strong>"I prefer public because I just cannot wait no longer with you like this. Sure you can handle me so quickly?"</strong>The markings of her nails upon his pecs still evident as he removed his shirt so she could see his firm body. Placing it beside her as he lets his hands fish out his erection from his jeans. She was right... it had gotten a touch bigger but also thicker on her as the blood flowed so well through him it fueled him with primal lusts. Stroking his cock for the moment he didn't wait for her to remove the cargo pants as he does it for her lifting them up to the ankles and leaving them there. Mostly because it doubled as leg shackles for her and also because it would take too much time probably to remove the boots along with them pants. He wanted to see what was underneath them. And he wanted her badly...