I spilled some spunk in Stony Lake

A lake, a beach, a watery wallop of my very hard cock. The little ones were playing in the sand, and I, feeling the familiar tingle in my cut-offs, elected to wade fifty or so yards out into the water and take care of business. Once sufficiently distant from the shoreline, I unzipped my cut-offs and freed my cock for stroking. In mere minutes I was shooting a full load into Stony Lake. No muss, no fuss, no bother. Creamy white rivulets of come slowly descending to the sandy bottom.