Waterfall
Daryl had every reason to believe this would be like every other horny vigil on the log next to the back wall. Someone would see the bandanna tree signal for down-low man sex.
He gasped when the Adonis walked through the waterfall rather than around it.
In moments, he had his wet pants down and Daryl was sucking the nicest cock he’d ever had.
The stud grunted then moaned, “Emily, your wife says happy birthday.”
