My naked and nude body. Exposed. Exposed for all to see. I relish my body and marvel at each curve, every crack and crevice, dimple and ori...ice - for all are a part of me and my body. And I am fat. Just the thought of being exposed in front of my therapist has sent goose bumps of fear and trepidation all over my body; and yes, there is excitement too. My body may seem non-sensual as it sags but my curves can certainly be quite voluptuous. Fully clothed I. You raise up my top, revealing my white lacy bra. Your hands expertly undo the front clasp as you begin kneading my left breast, then my right. Your lips move to take my hard pink nipple in your mouth, sucking on it softly, biting it gently. I moan in pleasure. Your hand roams down my stomach to the button of my shorts. Before I even realize what happened, my shorts are gone: scattered on the floor. I'm exposed in my black lace thong, you can see my wetness thru the lace. You can feel the heat. All our movements were intentional but apparently random as if made during sleep. I commented as such after a long time saying how pro we were at sleeping. She laughed and agreed saying she hadn’t slept any either. I told her to lie on her side then so I could hold her properly. She did and I spooned up to her and draped my arm over her pulling her to me as we lay under the covers. Her legs were so smooth against mine, her hair so sweet in my face. I felt very relaxed as I held her and many a. Lilly came knocking on the door at about 8 am and threw me a towel so I could shower and get dressed. I could hear the shower in the master bedroom running and my mind fantasized about Kate’s hot little body. Believe it or not I jacked off in the shower too.I felt bad because all day long I was a little grumpy, from a lack of sleep no doubt. I probably did not give Lilly’s relatives too good of an impression. I blamed my weariness on the bed in the guest room being too short for a person of my.