Mr. Childs smiled when he saw the look of surprise on my face at the pleasant taste of the water.“Many people imagine Methodists do not countenance ...leasurable activities, but I can you assure we do.” He paused. “Well, most of us do, although there are some who believe that as we live in a vale of tears and woe they should reflect that in their character.” He emptied his glass. “But enough of religious discussion. What can I do for you?”I explained that due to the lack of books written in. Now you’re probably wondering why I told the above incident and the feelings it aroused in both my wife and I. Well, that was a good ten years ago and just the other day we had the inverse situation. We were staying in a naturist lodge in New Zealand and had spent the morning in and around the swimming pool, tanning, swimming, reading and talking. At 11am we decided to go into the camp kitchen and make ourselves a cup of coffee. Both totally naked we were alone in the kitchen busy making. He even made some jokes in Russia, like G'yap Horsey, then taking turns to slap each breast. Every time he slapped any of her breasts, she would scream in pain and her boobs would make a juggley sound. The landlord finally got up and then sat between her boobs, placing his cock between each breast. As his dick was still oozing with sperm, he just grabbed both her breasts and used them to clean the sperm oozing out from his dick. Natasha felt her right nipple even touching the edge of her. Slowly I got up andheaded for the sea. I rubbed my left shoulder with my right hand as Iwalked which allowed me to hide the bra outline on my chest. Once in thesea I ignored the cold and got in quickly so that I could hide thecostume and tan. Looking back the way I'd come I saw that one of thewomen I'd passed on my walk to the sea was watching me. I looked back butit was me that broke eye contact first.I stayed in the sea for about ten minutes before heading back. I glancedat the woman I'd.