"I told her where we would be and asked her to come and join us as soon as she was settled in her new suite."Margaret opened the door and ushered Tina...in, introduced her to Dave and Evie, then seated her between Frank and herself. Everyone talked for a while, Tina already having been enlightened about the serving people actually being the family who owned the retreat.Margaret stood and pulled her fiancé to his feet. Kissing him tenderly, she touched his face one last time as she prepared to. The other French couple, Paul and Claudette followed siut and removed their clothes.I looked around the other five and eyed their naked bodies. Jean, impressed me most. His black body didn't have a single hair on it, he had great muscle tone and obviously took care of himself. He stood at least six foot two. It turned out that he was from Senegal originally. What was most impressive was his monster of a cock. It was the size of a large beer can with an apple on the end - Juliet was in the. The French artist Fragonard’s painting The Swing is another example where sexual exhibitionism and voyeurism meet head-on. This 18th-century painting depicts a girl on a swing, lifting her legs high in the air to expose her petticoats to a young buck lying in the grass. I’ve always assumed she was wearing no knickers.A European heatwave was raging, with temperatures climbing into the 30s and my wife Cynthia had taken our twelve-year-old twins off to Scotland to stay with their grandparents.On. .. but that's all." I wasn't as hairy then as I am now, but I was least past the stage of baby wisps of hair. Compared to the girls I saw in gym class I was about average."Do you like the way I look?" I asked, and then I felt silly. What a dumb question."Uh... yeah... You look... great." I couldn't believe it. I was the one with no pants on and he was nervous. He began bunching up the blankets around his crotch."Thanks," I said. He looked at me and smiled and I noticed him looking at my chest..