. bland. So I seek to go into the wildest corners of my fantasies. At times i masturbate to the stories in my head, at others I go out and do it. Here... today, I will write about when I go and perform the most delicious nastiness my mind can come up with. In summer, going to the nudist beach carrying in my bag a bottle of wine, an already rolled joint, oil, a lot of lube, and condoms. A couple of towels are needed, one to sit on and the other to wipe the spunk of my face. Yes, I love to go. " Sure."Paul took the floor then. "Here is the situation as I see it."One, Heather and Cindy must be kept in a safe place until we figure out what is going on. I have talked Cindy into requesting an additional two-week leave of absence. Should be no problem because there is no tax crunch to worry about at this time of the year." Two, we need to find Heather a well paying job so she has a chance at getting her son back. I don't see a problem here. She can work for Mom at the foundation. She has. She smiles.. you had it rough. whats your name? I think of a quick name. Carew.. Carew is the name whats yours? She replies with a name that matches her body and beauty.. ZAMA..After a few rounds I start getting ideas. Think of how badly I want to jump in her pants and rattle her bones.. Bar closes in 5 min last round I hear...I walk back to my car thinking of how I will jerk off to the thoughts of zama.. when she is standing in the parking looking pissed.. Whats wrong zama? as she tells me her. "Really wish I could." He let his eyes wander down her body for perhaps the fiftieth time, noting again her slender waist and broad hips, the way that the crotch of her tight black cotton pants undulated over her pubic bone, dipping into a tantalising hint of a vee between her legs. The trousers matched black, low heeled, patent leather shoes and contrasted with a bright pink blouse, open to two buttons, revealing a broad expanse of creamy flesh. He didn't get the impression that her breasts.