Your arms reach around her body and take the jar. She knows you are pushing against her ass with your crotch intentionally, but she decides not to men...ion it.You let out a grunt as you twist off the lid, deliberately thrusting your crotch deeper into her ass as you do it. You place the jar on the counter in front of her.“Sorry, it is a bit tight.”“You like things tight, don’t you?” Trish giggles.You blush sheepishly and begin to walk away. Trish grabs your arms and pulls you back, pressing her. In fact, the stricter a Naturist one is the less time one wears clothes and the fewer clothes one owns. Emma owns only one item of clothing – a bikini bottom she wears to work in the Summer. The others she borrows from her flat-mates. She wouldn’t own the bikini either if she wasn’t frightened of germs. She washes the bikini bottom every day after wearing it. It isn’t Summer now, but a quite cool day in Spring but Emma came to work wearing only a coat she borrowed from her flat-mate,. The feelings got so intense that Tannereventually passed out for hours, little did he know, this would be thelast time he would ever do so as a guy.Tanner laid there for several hours before waking up. Several momentspassed before Tanner was fully awake, and noticed one of his manychanges. Tanner let out a scream as he looked and saw his massive breast.Tanner ran into the bathroom and looked in the mirror at his new self,completely in shock. What he saw before him was a thing of beauty. He. Jack had been football player and had kept in tip-top shape. I was sort of worried, though, because there were three of them and they were all white. Jack was what you’d call a mulatto—his father had been black from out of Alabama and his mother white, which had left him with the facial features of a Caucasian but with a rich coffee-and-cream brown skin color. One of the guys around him was pretty drunk, and was talking about dipping in the chocolate in a fairly loud voice. The other two seemed.