

Part 2
On my way back from the waterfall I stumbled across this lovely little bridge that crossed part of the river... I walked across to the middle and had a look around. It was so peaceful the water was flowing around the rocks and down the stream. I couldn't help but feel myself getting wetter and wetter at the beauty of nature. And I just had to stop and have a play with myself in the piece and quiet of nature.
My hand slipped down my body and found my wet lips sliding easily in and out as my other hand played with my hard nipples. It felt so good to stand on the bridge in the middle of the river just playing. Making myself wetter and wetter letting my fluids drip from me between the gaps in the bridge and down into the water below....