After indulging in a few more tastes, she reached for the collar of translucent green shawl and pulled it off her shoulders. She let it slip down her ...rms then gently laid it on the neighbouring countertop.She cupped her breasts in each hand and rubbed the rest into her skin for a quick beauty treatment, taking a few opportunities to gently pinch her nipples, imagining that her fingertips were 'Walter's' incisors gently nipping at them.The fake blonde finished rubbing her man's seed on her. We both got side orders of Risotto, after it was explained to us by Beth, our server. She was pretty, but nowhere near the league my wife was in. We rarely weren’t looking into each other’s eyes.The food was extraordinary, and we took a leisurely amount of time to get through it finding out about each other’s early childhood which we had never discussed much before.After finding out our mothers were like best friends in college, makes our even meeting each other a long shot, much less ending up. Glancing at the table, the girl noticed that therewas a beautifully-wrought silver tea service on the tray, and that there was onlyone china cup. And there was no dessert. Wondering what the hell was going on,and feeling quite confused, the girl stared uneasily at the woman who staredback at her in what could only be termed as a very predatory way. Suddenly, shefelt very nervous and she wondered what the hell was going on. Was this goingto be some sort of kinky 4-way? She wasn't a prude, but. I thanked her.Robin said, “Hey big brother I caused it I really should fix it!”I thanked her again.We kept walking east. We saw a bunch of gay guys and that really turned us off. Robin kidded me saying that the looks we were getting were for me not her. We laughed but kept walking. Sure enough about a mile or so up the beach we came across some nudists. As soon as Robin saw two naked women walking toward us she popped that string and tucked her bottoms in my waistband with her other pair. I.