At times i masturbate to the stories in my head, at others I go out and do it. Here, today, I will write about when I go and perform the most deliciou... nastiness my mind can come up with. In summer, going to the nudist beach carrying in my bag a bottle of wine, an already rolled joint, oil, a lot of lube, and condoms. A couple of towels are needed, one to sit on and the other to wipe the spunk of my face. Yes, I love to go there, get naked, and spread oil all over my body. There are a few nice. The setting was such that if could have been four women gathered together for afternoon tea and discuss a charity ball, but the next words out of Julie’s mouth dispelled that vision, “let’s get down to business, will you both want to fuck different dogs at the same time or just take turns with one?” Gina who was the younger of the pair, being in her mid-thirties, looked at Donna and blushed before she swept one of her brunette curls away from her cheek and spoke quietly, “It’s Donna’s 50th. "And just how do you propose that I fertilize you?" Oh! Um, well, any way you like. I mean, I can lie down and do it that way, or you can do it from behind like the goats do. Or anything."Glurg had no idea what she was talking about. But his penis was getting hard under his robes. Why on earth was it doing that? Years before, when he was turning from boy to man, he had learned that his penis got hard, and sometimes when he woke up in the morning there was this sticky stuff on it. But it had. He caressed the top of my foot with his hand while I rubbed my toes against his cock. he was so hard, I could feel the outline of his head through his blue jeans. I was so occupied with what I was doing, I barely ate anything and had managed to tune everyone out around me. I didn't want to think about anything else. I kept thinking about what had happened out in the garage. My panties were soaked. I kept applying pressure to Johns crotch when my dad's arm suddenly wrapped around my shoulder. I.