“We are nudists but are wearing clothes to not totally shock people. Unlike some nudists, Heather is a free spirit sexually, too.”The woman looked...a little shocked but was also clearly intrigued. “Do you two go to orgies or things like that?”“We’ve even been known to start them. You would be welcome to join in the fun.” She looked to be mid-thirties and was wearing snorts and tee shirt. The shirt and shorts were tight enough to make it clear she had a very good body.She said nothing for a long. He could feel his breathing getting heavier as his eyes fixed on the top of her leg the lace that was moving as she jiggled about still chatting on the phone.Bob knew, he had to have this woman now, and all reasoning left him as he thought of a way to get her attention, he was still trying to read the paper in front of him but the words now blurred in to one.Finally Frankie put down the phone and went back to her laptop, suddenly realising she had been sat with her leg up with a skirt on, she. He sniffed her pussy and his pink tip protruded signaling his interest. Bruce moved out of the way and Carla crawled under the canine torso to access his spigot. The well trained dog stood quietly as she took him in her mouth and drew his cock completely out of the furry protective sheath. Carla worked his balls and rubbed on the sides of his dog dong lightly with her mouth moistened fingertips. The beast wagged his tail, to signal his approval of her methods. Carla slurp sucked and mouthed his. ..or so I thought.Next stop is your home, where I naturally fall into a very servilemindset, my feelings of helplessness amplified many fold. It's therewhere i'm shown a room where on the bed is a frilly French Maid's outfitwhich you order me to put as you return to your home office.As soon as I dress I return to your office and again I'm photographedthen told to stand at attention with my head bowed down as you downloadthe photos to your computer, edit them, then load them up to a websitethat.