Her thighs parted slightly and I licked her further up until my nose was nuzzling her knickers. I could now smell her pussy, that beautiful savoury ar...ma. I licked the crotch of her knickers and my tongue found her clitoris.“Friends,” I breathed, “don’t need underwear.”She lifted her bottom obligingly as I pulled her knickers down and off. I got my face right into her crotch and was licking her again when she pulled away.“My skirt is getting creased,” she said and pulled it off.“Now,” Carmina. “What being a Lifestyle Nudist zone for one day means” Tom continued, “is that everyone on this campus for the duration is free to enjoy and indulge in all the freedoms official Lifestyle Nudists have been afforded. In plainer terms that means everyone here today and right across the campus grounds is free to be totally naked - men and women alike. You are also free to indulge in the freedom of sexual expression Lifestyle Nudists have been given and are now protected from prosecution by the. I made it down to the mail box and took the mail. There was a guy there that was checking his but he didn’t see my face. I could tell he was looking at me though, which I did like.After I collected the mail I went into the elevator and headed back up to my floor. When I got there I went to my apt. You guessed it I was locked out. I forgot to grab the apt key when I walked out. I just had my mail box key. I was thinking how stupid. And then to make things worse here is our neighbor who. Damian retrieved the cane and handed it to George. He held it lightly in his hand and trailed it down Abby’s back. She stretched like a cat. His lesson with Britt came back to him, of being both on the giving and receiving end of the cane. He tapped the end tentatively against the twin mounds of Abby’s ass, which had reddened slightly from the flogger. Damian might have understood Abby, but this didn’t feel right to George. He wasn’t as appalled by the cane in his hand this time, but the.