..?" Oh dear, I am terribly sorry." She didn't look terrible sorry, if I didnot know any better, I would think she was laughing at me behind thatmask....rumbling to myself, I turned and stomped off, this was turning out to beall round miserable day.I had not gone far, when I felt a little faint, and dizzy, I put my handagainst the side of a building and stopped to catch my breath. Maybe thisstupid cold, had taken more out of me than I thought. Suddenly feelingflushed and light headed. I took a. Boys do get hard-ons, that's a fact of life in nudism but they don't walk around with them all day and all night. People understand that it's a natural thing, but mine seemed to now be on 'permanent hard.'"Well, I think I can get it down when before we get back. Boy, I sure hope so." Maybe I should try to do that to you again. So your thing isn't so excited."So, we went back to the blanket and she gave me another handjob with the same, expected results. It gave me another opportunity to. You step out of them. You slip out ofyourpanties. Yourpubic hair beckons from the shadows of your inner thighs,your breastspeak from the folds of your blouse. “Now take off your shirt.” You pull the shirt from your shoulders, let it slipfrom your arms to joinyour other clothes on the floor. “Turn around.” You turn your back to me. I gaze down the nice curveof your spine tothe fleshy mounds of your buttocks to the sweep of yourthighs and legs. . I drove myself into her again and again, bringing squeals of delight from her. It seemed as if we had done this many times before, as we matched each other's movements perfectly. As she fucked me from below, I bent down to kiss her. Her mouth was hot and sweet, her tongue exploring my mouth as she moaned deeply from way down in her throat. My balls began to tighten, telling me that my time was near. Cheryl sensed this, and began thrusting her hips even faster, urging me to cum. "Fuck me, Vic..