On this twenty-fifth tale, we explore the outdoors
Having parked at a field to get a breath of air
Walking around to stretch in a quietness pair
To find a perfect spot for some amorous roars

Looking past usuals, we sit and we observe
The calmness of water in the dead of this night
As I look at your smile and can't believe the sight
And I start the kissing with hands on you with nerve

Exposing your great tits to touch, to pinch, to suck
While we enjoy the river, the passion has great flow
Soon enough there's wetness as fingers found the glow

Digging deep down under to pressure the right luck
As you start your squirting all over the green grass
With the gentle moaning of a woman with class