Her eyes are closed, her hair cascading around her head in a golden crown. As I scan down her body, her nipples are full and erect, her breathing shal...ow. The body glitter sparkles in the wavering candlelight as her hand gently plays with her nipple. Her other hand caresses her hairless mound, as a soft moan escapes from her lips. She continues playing with her clit, as she slowly spreads her legs and lets her other hand slide down to her sex. Slowly she reaches down and pulls out her favorite. As they walked together,Diane teetered on the edge of inviting John up to her place so theycould finally consummate their relationship. She hesitated because shewasn't completely certain that John was wearing his panties and shewanted to quickly get past that point in their relationship. If hewasn't wearing them it might be harder for him to switch to them thenext time they met. Based upon all that they had experienced in themovie theater, she was certain that John would feel secure enough. He kissed her hard and deep. Moving to her neck and collarbone, she moaned, awaiting for more. His hands moved down her sides, tickling her slightly as he did so. Her hands wrapped back around his neck, pulling him closer, as close as she could. Unbuttoning her skirt, and he slid it down her hips, he told her to step out of it. She reached for his shirt and begun tugging it over his broad tattooed arms. Running her hands in his chest hair, he moaned. He removed her halter top, kneading her. I love paddling a canoe, they are so fast and quiet and I can get a good upper body workout. As we paddled along she turned and told me her name is Linda. I responded that my name is Brad. It took about 20 minutes to get to their dock and we soon had the canoe out of the water and stored safely away. We walked up the stairs to a deck that overlooked the lake. I turned and took in the view. It was magnificent. The Sierra foothills are beautiful and this was a beautiful lake. .