" Eileen found all sorts of ways to brush against me whenever we were together, or to grasp my arm or leg when we were talking on the sofa. It always ...eemed perfectly innocent at the time, so I figured she was just one of those overly demonstrative people who are always touching you when they talk to make their point." Then I noticed that I was touching her back more than I normally do. This was all happening over a long time, and I never really thought too much of it at the time. It was only. I have always loved the feel of being naked and always loved running my hands over the cheeks of my bum and over my thighs and breasts. From a young age I have loved squeezing my thighs together when I am naked and feeling the sensation that I get of squeezing my pussy between them. I love the feeling of cool air around my fanny when I take my knickers off and the greatest delight is jumping into a cold swimming pool or a warm Jacuzzi stark naked. I love the freedom of nakedness and the. "Mom!" I shouted, jerking away from the opening. "What are you doing in here?" I questioned, placing my right palm on my heart."I'm watching my ravishing daughter masturbate, that's all. It isn't a crime, is it?" And you are naked, Mom, why?" I pondered, checking out her body."You haven't seen me in a while now, so I thought you'd like to see this nude figure," she answered, reaching into the shower with me and placing her hands on my hands. "And I swear, you've just become even more beautiful.. I was at the end of the third floor hallway. I was admiring the view of the lake from the balcony. The moon reflected off the lake, like in a mirror and the stars shimmered in the ripples of the water. I was just standing there admiring the view. Then, from out of nowhere, I heard, "Do you like it like that, whore? Maybe I should take it out and put it in your ass, for disobeying me!" I was shocked by this outburst and very curious. I thought it was probably someone watching an adult movie or.