My mind went back to times gone by when that smell used to drive my nose and my senses wild. My mind raced through those memories as I was overwhelmed...with guilt.What had we done, how had we let those moments escape us? Could the flame be relit? Could the love and passion, that we once shared between us be renewed? It certainly could not if we did nothing to change things.I turned off the TV and just held you tightly against my body. As I felt your warmth against mine, the softness of your. It’s sorta unofficial, but it is said that it started over in New Zealand and a lot of people observe it as a way to honor and worship the beauty of the human body. Don’t quote me on that,’ he explained. ‘In college, I partook in National Nude Day.’ ‘Ohmygod, Cameron, were you a streaker?’ She gazed at him, incredulously, worried for her panties. ‘I might have been. In the past.’ He smiled widely. ‘I know these are yours. I’m just keeping them safe so you don’t lose them again.’ A wicked gleam. We were working one afternoon, just talking about when we were young and fucking all the girls whose pants we could get into, when Ken looked at me and said, "I'd sure like to fuck your wife." "What?" I said, caught by surprise. "I said, I'd like to fuck Louie! She's one of the sexiest gals around and we've shared girls before, so it's not like it would be so strange," he replied. "Also the way she hugs me back makes me think she might like the idea too." "So, you think she might let you fuck. Both of them simultaneously doing it certainly gave rise to my feelings inside. But I felt that this might go out of control if I don’t stop it. So I politely said – ‘Thank you, my dears, I am feeling better now. You can continue your game.’ They stopped, but their faces showed the satisfaction from the sucking. They seemed disappointed to stop that.I cleaned my breasts with the cloth and hooked my bra and blouse hooks back. They were looking at my breasts all this time. Soon I pulled my pallu.