No.

The security guard stood still. His flashlight methodically searched the tree line for any sign of life. Lara and Greg had luckily got all of their discarded clothes and electronics before diving for cover.

They could hear the guard on the radio talking to his superior. Greg focused entirely on the guard's sweep of the area. Lara, however, had a naughty thought. She got down on her hands and knees and stealthily crawled over to her teenage lover.

Before Greg could react, Lara had a hold of his zipper and slowly lowered it. "What the fuck. He's right there."

Lara held up a finger over her mouth to silence the startled teen. Her face was one of playful deviousness. She slowly lowered his fly before sliding her dainty hand inside his trousers.

"You're fucking crazy," Greg whispered through gritted teeth.

Lara pulled out his Greg's cock. It was still fully erect, and the tip was wet with precum. "Funny, this head doesn't seem to mind."

Lara leaned forward and engulfed Greg's cock in her mouth. The boy bit down on his hand to stifle the moan that Lara's tongue was threatening to elicit as it slid up and down his shaft.

Greg's hands slid into Lara's long blonde locks as the security guard continued his search. Greg felt fear and pleasure battling in his brain. One wrong move, one loud sound, and the security would literally catch him with his pants down, not to mention a naked woman with his cock in her mouth.

Greg raised his head and bit his lip hard as Lara began to play with his ass as she sucked him. "If he catches us, we could go to jail or worse."

Lara slid his cock out for just a second. "Then control yourself. If anything bad happens, it will be your fault."

My fault, Greg thought as Lara engulfed him once more. How the fuck is it all my fault. You crazy woman. Fuck why does her mouth have to feel so good?

This wasn't Greg's first blow job. Trista and his previous girlfriend had both given him his share of head. And he had never had complaints about either's skill. Trista took pride in calling herself a throat goat. However, Lara's mouth was on a whole different level. If Trista was a D1 cock sucker Lara was a first-ballot hall of famer.

"Lara," Greg hissed, trying his best to control the volume of his voice. "I'm... I'm about..."

He could not finish the sentence as waves of pleasure washed over him, though Lara got the gist of what he was trying to say. The wanton mother slipped his cock out of her mouth and aimed at her face. A few more pumps with her soft hand, and Greg released rope after rope of cum coating his soon-to-be lover's face.

"I wanted you to mark your territory," Lara whispered in a low sultry tone that caused Greg's deflating cock to reverse course. "He liked that. I think this big piece of meat wants to stretch my nice tight fuckable pussy."

Just then, the guard radioed, saying it must have been a false alarm. He switched off his flashlight, returned to his ATV, and drove off.

Greg pushed Lara to the ground. "God damn you. Do you know how close I was to losing my shit with that guard feet from us?"

"I'm sorry, Greg," Lara said with mock sincerity. "I was too naughty. I think you should punish me for being such a slut."

Lara waved her ass at Greg, inviting him to discipline her. Greg did not disappoint. His hand came down with a crack on Lara's supple bare ass. "Oh, my, I've been a bad girl. I won't do it again."

Greg rained down another blow. "I don't believe you. I think you liked the thrill."

Several more blows turned both of Lara's cheeks rosy red. "Please have mercy. I'll do anything to prove I'm sorry."

Greg lifted Lara's ass into the air forcing her face down into the grass. He rubbed the tip of his cock along her wet slit. "Anything?"

"Yesssss, take that teen cock and make me your woman," Lara cooed. "Just pull out before. I'm not quite ready for Ben to have a sibling."

Greg paused for a second. Wait did she mean… No that’s just talk to get me going. No way she could really want…

Lara wiggled her ass tryong to tempt Greg to break his hesitance.

Greg put Lara’s comment out of his mind and lined up his cock with her pussy and pushed in. The mother moaned as she felt the most massive dick she'd ever take spread her lips. Greg took a second to savor the feeling. This was more than desire, more than passion; this was love. He began to work a rhythm with his best friend's mom. The slapping of their flesh filled the night air, drowning out the sounds of nature.

"Fuck me harder, Greg," Lara moaned, her fist pounding into the soft earth. "I can take it."

Greg picked up the pace as he realized he had been holding back, afraid of hurting his older lover. With the vigor of youth, he slammed into Lara, pushing through the dew-slick grass. Sweat poured off his brow onto the curve of her lower back.

"I'm close," Greg managed to get out in warning.

He pulled out as he had been instructed, and Lara spun around to take him back in her mouth. With a few bobs of her head, Greg filled her throat with semen. Lara did her best to swallow all of his load, but there was some excess that dribbled out the corners of her mouth. "I wanted to taste myself on you."

Greg smiled and hugged Lara close. The two newly minted lovers cuddled in the cool night air. "That was intense."

Lara smiled, placed Greg's hands around her, and leaned back into his muscular chest. "I've never been like that. With anyone."

Greg kissed the back of her head. "I'm honored. I think I'm..."

"Shhhh," Lara interrupted' not quite ready to hear the confession she knew the boy was about to make. "Let's just enjoy this for a bit. We have to get back to reality tomorrow."

Greg wondered about that. Is she saying this was a one-time thing? Surely not. I'll, for one, be damned if I let this one slip out of my hands.