She peeled an orange and popped a wedge into her mouth, opened a coke, then blithely stepped out of her clothes and walked naked into the shower.Twent... minutes later she was looking at her reflection in the mirror and frowning. Nadia found the few extra pounds she carried to be very bothersome. Had she lived 200 years earlier, she might have been chosen to model nude for Rubens, but she was unaware of the famous artist and his genre of Rubenesque models. Still pouting, she smoothed the sides of. ’ ‘Well I’m not…..I realise I wasn’t really living until I met you, just drifting through life, not really feeling anything,…and although I’m scared….and I’ve done things I don’t want to even think about….right now I’m alive and happy.’ And the two lovers kissed, the velvet darkness of the night surrounding them, the twinkling of the lights from the land and the stars in the sky making a romantic background, the sound of lapping water the music of the night and the elation of being together and. ... or so I thought. Carol was not one to give up on a good idea and she can be very persuasive. In truth, I didn't have much say in the matter for somewhere in the midst of the discussion Jacqui made the mental switch to full 'Heidi-mode' and it was agreed that indeed we would be going with them. (What Carol didn't say was that she had asked some of our other friends if they would be coming for the amateur night but they had refused the offer and stuck to it. She had then told them not to say. I stood and moved forward so that she could see and handle my dick. The touch of her exploring hands sent jolts of electricity throughout my body as she stroked and rubbed my cock and balls. While she fondled her first cock, I started exploring her breasts with my mouth. She gasped with excitement and leaned forward into me. The next time I ran my fingers through her pubes, something was different, the crevice I had felt earlier was now a moist slit, and as I ran my fingers through it, Barbara.