Mountain cowgirl ride risks it all in cap

The hike left me aching for him, the crisp mountain air teasing my skin until I couldn't wait anymore. I shoved him down onto the wildflowers, my baseball cap tilted as I stripped bare and straddled his lap, his cock hard through his open fly. Needy and owned by the thrill, I sank onto him slowly, gasping as he filled me completely, my arms slipping behind my back to arch just right. With the vast valley stretching below and sunset warming us, I rocked my hips greedily, clenching around him in the open air. Every grind drew a whimper from my lips, the risk of being seen making me drip faster, begging silently for more as I owned this public moment, my body trembling toward release.