With a quick glance around, she steps out of her clothes, her heart pounding with a mix of fear and exhilaration. The rough bark of the tree she's chosen for her tryst presses into her back, grounding her as she spreads her legs, her pussy throbbing with need. She takes her time, teasing her folds, her fingers coated in her slick arousal. The wind picks up, the scent of her desire mingling with the pine and earth, as she increases her pace, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She's close, so close, when a twig snaps nearby, the sound of footsteps echoing through the forest, leaving her breathless and exposed, her body aching for release.