He put a hand on my hip and turned on the TV and then I looked over at him and blurted, without the slightest twinge of embarrassment, “When are you...going to kiss me?” He opened his mouth to answer but didn’t say anything, he just sort of blinked as the images on the television screen reflected off his Georgio Armani glasses. So I just sort of leaned over and put my lips on his lips. And then, 17 years of curious agitation resolved: “Is that it?” I thought. That kiss… wait, was that a kiss? It. .. I don't know the name ... in Germany, it is 'FreiKorperKultur', I think. I have heard that it is very popular in Russia, as well, maybe because we have so little daylight in winter." We do not have a name for it here in the States, either. It is not even officially recognized, even though between 15 and 20% of Americans do practice it at one time or another and over 50% would tolerate it in others. The closest to an 'official' name would be 'nude recreation' or 'clothes-freedom' but that. Ralph pulled back “are you our cum slut or not Janet”? She shook her head “I don’t think I can do it”. Ralph shrugged he put his semi hard cock back in his pants, “were out of here”. Ralph went into the kitchen “let’s go guys were out of here”. Janet watched as they started heading for the door Janet thought it’s either cum slut or no cum. As Ralph went to open the front door, she was in the doorway in her yellow lac bra and lace yellow tight boy shorts “excuse me I see a very horny cunt that. "I really need to pee, badly. Every time I climax I have to pee shortly afterwards!"Having heard that, I new damn well that I needed to get my ass back inside the house before anyone left or I could be easily caught out here in the open, not to mention I'd left the TV on, as well as the lights, and should someone see that, and find out I wasn't there, or obviously in bed, that would most certainly raise some major suspicions.Luckily, with the girls having tossed their clothing into a massive.