I had the bike repaired that very next week
called ahead .. lisa seemed glad to welcome me
she looked better than the last time i'd seen her
I asked her if she'd like to go to a cool blues concert
she smiled real big .. said let her grab some clothes
twenty minutes later we were on the highway
just beyond lockhart .. right before farmerville
we pulled over for something cool to drink
there's a giant oak tree growing near a church
we made the most passionate love against that oak
a large concrete block lay near the large roots
the giant oak lay back at a forty five degree angle
lisa seemed quite relaxed .. her back to the tree
no traffic at all on the country farmer's highway
she moaned, take me .. take me here and now
gently I took every bit of desired feminity she offered
slowly, to the hilt .. pulsing madly .. french kissing
hot damn .. life just couldn't get any better than this
our passionate embrace locked .. breathing heavily
lust .. love .. momentum took us both near the edge
foreigner's song .. feels like the first time
was screaming from the bike's xm stereo
echoed up and down the farmer's highway
long after .. we still held each other close
two owls hooted .. flying away from the tree
she bit into my lower lip
I never felt any of the pain
tasted salty blood descending
slowly down my chin .. our lips wet
quietly she catmoaned my name .. bear
don't stop .. please take me again .. fast
exciting hot fever pace .. we began perspiring
I rushed .. began thrusting hard ..deep into her
couldn't hold back .. soon I roared her name .. lisa
just as we heard a tractor being started in the dell
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StandingBear
