Ambling into the kitchen, she busied herself placing dry food and fresh water for her friends, sleepy brown eyes still blinking owlishly from another ...ap. She was always tired. She was unsure if it was from being alone for years, in the nearly-empty house, or from working the graveyard shift, or both. She was plump and apple-cheeked, average, not a Big Beautiful Woman; cute, not pretty. For the umpteenth time, she shoved her mahogany bangs out of her eyes, thinking absently that she really. It's Shelly." No way! How are you getting this right? You must be cheating." Nope. I can just tell. You see, Shelly is very distinctive. Almost like cedar, hickory, or something. Plus she always seems to be a few degrees warmer than the rest of you. I mean, I can tell just from the heat pouring out and over my face."I gave Shelly's inner thigh a soft kiss as she lifted up and away from me, and I now just laid there patiently as I awaited whichever one of my sisters had been chosen to go next,. She says she has been thinking about this for a while and is actually the reason she chose this hotel as she had done some research and found that there was a nudist beach nearby. Nervously we make our way to the beach unsure as to what we will find. We strip off in one of the huts provided and make our way out onto the beach. After half an hour or say a number of the stag do guys turn up at the beach and make camp near to where we are sitting. My wife leans in to me as we are sunbathing and. My hand was still on her breast as she pulled her top up. I felt it slide under my hand leaving nothing but her bare nipple against my palm. She took my hand in hers and lifted it to her mouth licking the palm with her tongue. Now wet with her saliva she moved it back to her breast rubbing it in circles against her nipple. Soft moans were slipping from her as her hands left mine. One hand returned to my cheek but this time the other landed gently on my left breast. This was so unbelievable..