Underneath the silver glow of the moon, in a hidden grove shrouded by ancient trees, he finds her. She lies sprawled upon the soft grass, the pale light casting delicate shadows on her naked form. The night is warm and still, perfect for their clandestine meeting. He approaches her slowly, his eyes never leaving her body as it undulates with every deep breath she takes.
Her breasts heave gently with each movement, her nipples hardening under the cool touch of the moonlight. Her thighs are slick with arousal, glistening in the dim light. As he reaches for her, his own member springs to life, standing tall and proud against his belly. He doesn't waste any time, plunging himself into her wet warmth with a single thrust.
Their bodies syncopate, their movements matched like dancers on a crowded dancefloor. Her hips buck against him, drawing him deeper with each roll of her pelvis. His hands grip her firm ass cheeks, guiding her movements until they find that perfect rhythm. He groans softly, feeling the pleasurable friction building within him.
With each stroke, their skin slaps together in wet, smacking noises that echo throughout the quiet forest. They're lost in the moment, completely submerged in their own world of sensation and desire. Their breaths are ragged, their moans mingling with the night's symphony.
As they continue, her hands roam across his back, tracing every muscle before settling on his firm ass. She digs her nails into his flesh, urging him to thrust harder, deeper. His balls slap against her clit with each thrust, driving them both closer to the edge.
Suddenly, she cries out, her body shuddering beneath him as she finds release. He watches as her back arches off the ground, her orgasmic sounds ringing in his ears like a sweet melody. This sends him over the edge too. With one final push, he explodes inside her, spilling his seed deep within her core.
Their bodies quiver together, their breaths finally returning to normal as they lie panting on the grass. The moonlight casts long shadows across their sweat-slicked forms, illuminating the afterglow of passion that lingers between them. As they catch their breath, they whisper sweet nothings to each other under the watchful gaze of the silver moon.
And just like that, another night to remember has been added to their collection of stolen moments.