Victoriously Yours,

Humanly Prime

Yisrael could smell the intoxicating little female right behind him but he still pretended to not take any notice of her.

He was keen to know what she was up to.

Edging closer through the clamorous passage which cleared up to pulchritudinous view of a natural spring that rested with waterfalls gushing over the rocks. It was surging and thundering down the rocky greenery cliff into a serenity pool at the bottom.

Foaming at its end like frothy whipped cream, the pool was still clear reflecting the midnight sky. The area was safe from most animals as he laid booby traps all around.

Another ecstasy-pool he had found and kept secret for himself only to have it divulged to her.

She doesn't want him but she would follow him. Intriguing woman.

He began to untie the lace of his pants, letting them drop on the ground. He could hear the audible hitch in her breath from behind.

With a smirk, he dives into the cold water.

River tries not to shake when she approaches the ledge. Her panties were damp when she witnessed the hard texture of his ass right before it disappeared into the pool.

The smell of earthy mist and the sound of the waterfall was cacophonous. Silvery water cascaded down reminding her how peaceful the jungle was.

No worries. No outside complexities. Well, except for her of course. But then, what would life be without any of those stumbling blocks.

She stretched out on the wide ledge, branching out her legs as she rested upon her elbows, waiting for him.

After a lot of reckoning, she understood that Yisrael was used to women giving into him, submitting themselves for his pleasure.

The way some women's eyes trailed after him so knowingly, like they knew a secret. A secret that he was a good fuck and he delivered well.

He was kept on the highest of pedestals where people all around him praised him and showered him with voices of his glory and honor.

It was about time someone knocked him off that altar and show him what he truly is.

A truly selfish brute.

She awaited patiently for the bastard to make his presence known with a slinky smile on her face.

Soon, he emerged from the pool. Like fucking run-way model, he glides up, inch by inch of his wet skin revealing.

Her heart pounded at the sight.

Water running down his roiling muscles like angel's tears. They cried at his grandness. His hair was glossy. It's mane glimmering down his robust shoulders.

Like snow in the sun, she began to melt into slushy mess.

He strode to where she laid like he knew she was here all along. Hate his heightened senses!

Unashamed of his nakedness, he widened his thighs as soon as he stopped at the edge of where she sat. His erection jutting between them. Droplets trail down the thick skin, begging to be caught before it spilled down onto the wet grass.

She had already toed off her boots. Using her right toes, it began to walk up his terrain like thighs. It almost touched his groin and she could have sworn he moved closer.

Smirking seductively, she again trailed her toes back down. "You know...I'm not the only liar here."

"I'm listening." But his eyes were busy taking down her figure. He wasn't even taking her seriously.