With those words I knew all at once why my wife loved the gym so much I was devastated but strangely aroused. As I stood there in the crack of a door ...atching my wife Struggle to gobble as much of that huge black cock as she could. As I stood there watching the woman I loved become a teenage slut. And a mix of emotions that made me dizzy cascaded over me I became aware of a hand around my waste and the soft breath of a whisper in my ear. I knew it was I that was busted now I looked to my right. " How'd you get into nudism, with your background?" Ed asked."Good question. When I was in high school, I used to see the nudie magazines. Ever see "Sunshine and Health"? It just spoke to me. I used to sneak off into the hills and take my clothes off — it felt so good I really wanted to try it seriously. Francie thought I was nuts, thought nudism was disgusting. Since I've been here, it's my way of life. And when I heard Dana talk about Cap d'Agde, I knew I'd met friends." You need to see it,. Adam reached for something off camera, his phone slipping from his lap and thudding on the floor. He leaned back in his chair, holding a small bundle over his nose and mouth. The rhythm of his other hand didn’t falter a beat. “And just what have you got there?” I giggled, twisting the base of my vibrator to start that delicious buzz. Another moan escaped, the ache inside me spreading wonderfully. “Is that a pair of my dirty panties?” He inhaled deeply, his dark eyes glinting mischievously over. My reaction was swift and involuntary. I squeaked, shifted away, and then grabbed it. Maybe this could be the lure.His eyes sparkled when he realized what I held in my hand. I gave it up with no argument. I don't love the belt, but I crave the attention.A few light smacks, and my body melted back into the blankets.Yes, please. More, please. Now, please.But John Brownstone's mind was on a single track, and I wasn't it. Not in that moment.Give me a minute.I rolled over on my back, spreading my.