Having always been a tit man and Rita’s are a full-on size, I’ve often tried to see down her top or in her blouse to catch a glimpse of cleavage, ...owever on the odd occasion she has caught me and given me a little cheeky look... At every opportunity, Carole and I are committed nudists, I walk around naked and often of course my mother in law has seen me, when I forget she’s visiting, Carole suggested that – nudist - but a bit prudish as far as family are concerned. I have seen her look down at. I finally apply a light natural lipstick. My nails I didlast night in my colour of the moment, it is like coal that has had reddye rubbed in and leaves a shiny finish. My hair just requires brushingthrough as I attend a very expensive hairdressing salon every week. Mynatural looking wavy hair falls to my shoulders, with a fringe on thefront of my face. I final check in the mirror I look Sooo... pretty. A cupof coffee and a slice of toast and I am on my way, grabbing a shoulderstrapped small. She wrapped her hands around my neck and her legs around my waist. Then she climbed onto me and we kissed again. This time, more passionately and in a more wild way.Taking her into my arms, I moved inside my bedroom and jumped onto my bed. She removed my t-shirt and started kissing on my chest, almost biting my chest hairs. As she raised her hand, I removed her white crop top. Oh man, I was right! This hot Bangalore girl wasn’t wearing a bra. I fondled her boobs with my hands and she moaned a. I was a minor at the time and I was definitely drunk. Fear shot through me as I realized just how drunk I really was. Every muscle in my body tensed up to include my ass which tightly puckered around the pulsating plug that was now probably twice the size as it had started out as. I tried to avoid eye contact. A pit formed in my stomach when I heard the cop inside the patrol car start talking on his radio. I was a minor who was drunk and in public. It was a sure thing that if he talked to me I.