Emily was jogging along a path at a local park to keep herself fit. She’s glad she lives in a clothing optional region, because it’s way too hot out to be peeling sweaty cloth from her body later. The way that the bounce of her breasts pulled on her back as she jogged was slightly annoying, but not as annoying as being any hotter than she already was would’ve been.

Behind her, William was jogging as well, appreciating the view of Emily’s ass in front of him as he listened to his iPod. He increased pace slightly when she had passed him to keep this view. His cock had been hard for a while now and was at the point of throbbing. Seeing a small clearing ahead with a picnic table, he sped up.

As Emily reached the point of the path closest to the table, she felt a pair of firm sweaty hands grabbing her by her waist & pushing her to the side, by the table. She started to turn her head to see who had grabbed her, but William let go of her waist and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back to keep her facing forward, then pushing her forward, bending her over the table.

Emily was turned on by the man’s use of force, and her pussy was starting to add more moisture to her already sweaty thighs. She could feel the head of William’s cock pressing against her anus and tried to relax her muscles to let this stranger in.

In front of her, she could see that the table was laid out with sandwiches on paper plates and a blue cooler. Clearly someone else was using this table as well, but she couldn’t see anyone else around from her current angle.

It was difficult, but the head of his cock finally entered her and she moaned slightly, enjoying the familiar feeling of being anally fucked by an unknown man.