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The intense lightning and thunder continue to drive us further and further into our carnal heaven. I feel your pussy grab me tight and I hear the fluid sweetness from the juices of love as you suck me into your depths. I lean back, thrusting my hips hard into you again, and you feel my cock throb just as the lightning and thunder again block all sounds made in the process of love and then I jerk, spewing my cum deep inside your very hot cunt. We both moan and shudder while you're grabbing one breast, squeezing tightly on the nipple. Continuous thunder seems to surround us and the scene is constantly alight from the bright electrical discharges. The climax to this passion and the intensity of our orgasms has to have ranked along with the natural intensities of the storm. Mother Nature would be proud. Your pussy milks me dry, and still it wants more, gripping and squeezing me. We fall forward, and lay on the bed, sweating in the cool refreshing morning air, listening to our heartbeats and being aware of the declining wind and rain.

A restful hour passes with my cock still inside your pussy, stirring us both. We finally decide to start the day. While you use the small shower, I look over the brochures for various places and things a visitor can do here at the park. We select to have a quick breakfast then take the trail to the canyon floor and just for fun we decide to rent a couple of burros - a decision we shall long regret. The storm had moved on as quickly as it started. The day turns sunny and warm and we are ready to enjoy it.

The canyon trip started well enough with our taking our place in the line of burros and people to begin the decent. It went downhill from there. To begin with these smelly little independent beasts of burden seem to take an immediate dislike to me. Furthermore the one you were riding also seemed to derive some delight by sticking its nose just under your butt and give a little slobbery snort between your legs. I had told you not to wear those shorts but oh well. Your burro had a very prominent backbone that pressured on your reactive crotch. The animal seemed to know that if he could give you a bouncy ride it would not only cause excitement but would create very sore buttocks that you would not long forget. I think it also made you smell good to him, as he seemed to derive some gratification with that slobbery snort at each stop. You were on top of a real smart-ass.

Meanwhile my plotting ass had figured out that I was not really fond of him plus I was insecure in the thin saddle. He carefully planned his actions. Near the bottom of the canyon, he knew just where to start a fast little trot for about 10 yards then manage a quick stop with all four legs stiffly planted. This of course, caused me a brief period of achieving air born status at about two feet in elevation above the smart-ass's backbone. What goes up must come down was true in this instance and there was nothing erotic about this action. The result was a crash landing at full force on the family jewels as they smashed against the backbone of this dumb donkey. My verbal discomfort in both word selection and volume echoed across the gorge. I looked back and I swear you were grinning. Bad deal, as I really hurt and walking was not the best option but riding at that point was totally wrong. The day was not half over and I was in great pain and bent over. However, as chipper as you were initially with the downhill rubbing on your pussy you were not aware that you also were working on a big time discomfort.

Somehow or other, I managed to make the canyon bottom and find a nice flat rock to sit on.

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