We grabbed towels and set them and our cards on adjoining loungers, stripped off our shorts and sandals, and went into the water. It was not the shock...to our “audience” that we had experienced when wearing “red” at home. We did receive some thorough looks from people.The pool was warm and fun. Both of us swam some laps and then just played in the water. We got out and lay down on the loungers. A steward came by and asked if we would like anything. We both chose non-alcoholic pina coladas which. .as i said in the reply comment.the shivers of lust and self realisation while we kiss their pussies only to find the juice of an alpha man inside them it's a gift that shocks us and that,no matter what, bind us to our real self of cuckolds forever!the exact moment you taste or see an another man cum inside her for the first time you have two choices.. lie to yourself and act like you "think" an alpha would do and confront her,maybe leave her and treat everything like she's the "problem" just. “You’re partly right. I’m a professional writer and I’m doing a series on nudism and how it affects people’s sex lives. This is the third part.”She scooted over close to me to look at the screen and said, “Well that’s real interesting. I really enjoy being here and maybe I’d have a story for you. Can I see what you’ve written so far?” I turned the laptop over to her and got myself a beer. As she read, I checked her out. She had to be around 20, blond with an hourglass figure that is pretty well. He really didn’t lead me as I was ahead of him the whole way. We were in the kennel now but, there is no toilet. I headed for the cage door because I knew there was a toilet in the dressing room.Owner stopped short and stopped me from entering the cage by holding the leash steady. “I want to see you pee. Go to the green carpet by the wall. Go stand over it facing me with your legs spread as far as possible and release.” Instantly I felt my whole body flush with embarrassment. I hadn't let.