I kiss your soft skin and raise it above my head, over my shoulder and place myself between your legs. I lean down and press my lips again to your sto...ach, my right hand wanders up to your breast and I take hold rubbing my index finger to your nipple. When my left hand touches your pussy again you lean back all the way, extending your body fully against the ground. I switch hands so my left is on your breast and right is on your stomach now and lean down and press my lips to yours… your warm. Girls didn't seem to fancy me, and blokes didn't try to enlist me into their games and schemes, but I had a couple of mates who liked the same kind of stuff as me and I never felt particularly lonely.Although I had known a couple of girls we had never gone beyond a feel of the tits under the bra.But I had a dirty secret.My favourite ?kink? was to strip naked outdoors. I usually did this in the nearby countryside; a woods or quarry area, or in an old derelict industrial site. At that time I. Dont do this..This is not right…”Who was going to listen to her..I made her keep the tray on the table,switched on the 0 watt bulb and pushed her on the bed….She went to say”saab slowly I am scared”I just jumped on bed and came near her..Felt her…moved my hands in all parts of her body as if to show I owned her…i just pulled away her pallu and her raw blouse holding her boobs just shined in the dim light…i slowly unhooked all her buttons and made her ready with my actions to obey whatever I had. Summer came and went, and so did most of the fall. I was still driving around the country pretty much aimlessly, and was just bouncing now among the three coasts, but trying to avoid Texas as much as possible. I visited St. Louis, New Orleans, Atlanta and all the cities of the east coast up to the very tip of Maine. Now I was meandering westwards again, crossing over the cascades and I had stopped for the night in Medford, Oregon.I had been calling Marsha about once a week to check up on.