I groaned and my body stiffened as I climaxed, squirting my hubby's face in my juices. I honestly couldnt say how many times I had an orgasm that nigh... but I can honestly say my hubby knows my body well and I was so glad he returned the favor. I felt it from my head to the tips of my toes.As usual after we shower, we dry each other. For me it is very sexual and romantic to take our time as we dry each other. Of course we fondle and take our time drying those special parts. Once we finally. Being greeted at the doorway(who by?) ... eating a meal...Nothing more. What else had happened?There was a tiny amount of light creeping in through somewhere behindme, perhaps from a door frame. My eyes were adjusting slowly to thedarkness, and I could make out some vague shapes. I was in a fairlysmall area, it seemed. It smelt musty, of old clothes. A cellar, ormaybe a garage? The floor under my feet was hard and solid, concrete Ithought from the way my soles tapped on it.I turned my attention. I could see his body becoming less tense. When he turned, he took Rhee’s right hand in both of his, holding them, petting them. When she seemed to wind down, he looked at me with a questioning face.“No, Dad,” I responded, “I have no concerns. I really like the policy, being naked. If I could get away with it, I’d go everywhere naked. Well, maybe in summer, anyway. And, please believe us when we tell you that we do not mind a little naked PDA in the house, even a lot of naked PDA in the. After doing the dishes and some general camp cleanup, we convened around a small fire to drink the other two. The day's heat had not yet broken, and Ellen wore an athletic bra and running shorts -- the crackling fire light accentuated muscles in an upper torso made firm by a summer's worth of pulling oars. Donna, who was much thinner in stature, showed up in a thin blue camisole top that hung no more than five inches below her small breasts, exposing a firm tummy. It was held up by a pair of.