When we arrived she noticed that there were fewer people there than on the regular beaches we had visited on the mainland. One thing she noticed even ...ore was that some girls and women were topless or even nude. She caught me watching them and started to tease me about being a pervert. We eventually found a nice spot under some trees; Tina fell asleep and my eye caught sight of a beautiful, topless, dark-haired woman, who was about 35 years old. She was lying on her back and I had a perfect. The cream was unlike any I have had since I was a child. Not whipped, not sweetened, but thick, smooth and rich, like a mousse. I was about ready to climax from just at the sensation and taste. The combination of tart raspberry and that smooth cream was almost too much for me. Then came the tart, lemony and slightly runny. The perfect texture, not thickened to glue, but deliciously sensuously smooth and soft, lemony and fragrant. With the cream it was an erotic experience. Even more so was the. I blame it on the exhaustion because without the exhaustion I believe we both would have held onto our sensible restraints. I was bending over to file our completed paperwork and I was used to the feel of Jared’s eyes upon my body, admiring and checking me out but that evening I had heard a nearly silent sound come from his mouth, like a little gasp. He tried to cover it with a cough but I had already turned around to meet his eyes. The world seemed to stand still and I leaned against the. I gave you a couple, papi. Reggie and me. I’m sorry that I didn’t ... show you the anklet ... or my tattoos, one of which was your name, another was his. Yours was a tramp stamp, marking me as your property for life. I kept it, didn’t get rid of it. I put his on my finger to show that he was ... and is ... wrapped around it.“I’m sorry ... I’m so sorry that I didn’t tell you ... explain it ... that I just ... assumed that you could read my mind and know my intentions! Come on, baby ... keep your.