I dried my eyes as best I could, started the car and drove carefully away. But there was the turning, the lane where Mark had taken us. In the midst o... gloom, remembering young Mark rang like a clear little bell of goodness in my soul. Suddenly I had a burning curiosity to see if he was still there, if his family still lived at that farm where we had spent an unforgettable night."Where are we going?" asked Margaret uneasily."I have to do this ... maybe seeing where things happened will help to. He fucked me hard and deep for about a half hour and I loved every minute of it. Then he started tensing up and I knew he was about to breed my sissy hole. I squeezed my muscles as much as I could to make my pussy tighter and he immediately shoved his huge cock all the way into me and held it there while he shot stream after stream of warm sperm into my boy pussy. I felt like such a dirty whore which is exactly what a slut like me should feel. He slid out of me, leaving me slippery and dripping. ‘The new girl. Another naturist, I suppose?’ Charlotte nodded. Although the receptionist was unclothed she didn’t appear very sympathetic to naturism. ‘You’ll be wanting to know where to leave your clothes then,’ the receptionist continued. She stood up and Charlotte could see that she in fact was not totally naked but wore some very brief shorts and knee-high boots. She was taken to a room marked Privatewhere there were coats on hooks and some lockers. ‘This is your locker,’ the receptionist. That was a wonderful night. ‘However, the thing that has been bothering me is what I did afterwards. We came in here and my clothes were right there on the bed. I have no memory of undressing and putting them there. That wouldn’t bother me if I hadn’t walked into this room and calmly taken my suit off and stood there totally naked. It was when I started to put my panties on that I suddenly realized what I was doing! My immediate reaction was to be embarrassed and humiliated, but, and I find.