I think a little rest and some tanning is in order.’ She pulled her tank top over her head and lay down with her eyes closed. ‘Aren’t you worrie... about other hikers?’ ‘We’ll probably hear them coming.’ She was completely relaxed. Even her nipples had gone to sleep. About fifteen minutes later we did hear other hikers. They were about twenty feet away when we heard a bush rattle. Nan grabbed her top across her breasts as she jackknifed forward. ‘Uhh, hello.’ Two teenaged boys greeted us on their. By this time I had moved away from her lips and was kissing up and down her neck, pausing to nibble on her dainty little ear lobe.After a bit of this we rolled over onto our sides, with my back to the seat. I was holding her against me, with her top thigh stretched over mine. Deciding to take a chance I let my hand slide up her side again, and she gave a little purr into my ear as I reached the side of her breast. I pulled my lips back and softly whispered “Linda, is this OK?” She moaned softly. He helped me put in on and then had me turn around so he could latch it in the back. He gave my ass a little squeeze when he was done and I froze for a minute. When I turned around I saw him throwing my clothes into the washing machine and turning it on. He laughed and said I'd better find something else to wear for the next couple of hours. He'd left me a pair of panties, pantyhose, and what was either a short dress or long blouse. Seeing as I didn't have anything else to wear, I put on the. I lift my left leg and fold it around his right calf. The fabric of my tights slips slightly over the denim of his jeans, but my leg remains comfortably hooked around his. I want to twist my figure and melt into him. I feel his warmth radiate into my body and press against him some more. My right hand travels from his head and down his back, pausing on his backside to appreciatively embrace it in my palm through the thick denim. The hand continues its journey, snaking over limbs and sliding.