Now she was fully naked except the sandals. I laid her onto the log, legs either side of the trunk, and knelt down next to her now exposed open pussy....I continued to lick her, whilst fingering the warm wet pussy. My spare hand kept caressing her breasts.I felt her begin to tense as an orgasm approached, and renewed my licking vigorously, pushing my tongue through the labia and around the clit. I stopped momentarily to catch my breath and looked up at her, half expecting to see her eyes closed.. At times she came very close to the translucent door, and he was able to make out the size and shape of her mouth-watering breasts, so high, so full, her nipples not quite discernible through the maddening distortion of the door. When she turned to the side he could see in profile a suggestion of the magnificent ass that he had drooled over so many times on the beach. The more he watched the more tantalized and frustrated he became. He pushed down his shorts and began to stroke his excited cock. We greeted each other and exchanged an innocent kiss, which didn’t go unnoticed among the others in the cabin and in fact had the effect of stimulating some friendly banter within the whole group. When we’d had enough we both took to the plunge pool then under the shower before drying off and getting dressed. As we sat and enjoyed a coffee in the bar Anna inspected my nails, which I keep nicely shaped and painted but I explained that I was spending the weekend with a guy who had a thing about. I was dying to cover up and race out of there, but I fought the urge. I was totally nude for the world to see.The artist was speechless. I don’t know what he expected but I could tell he was happy with my body. He stammered a bit, then regained his composure and picked up his brush. He asked me to stand with my legs spread apart so he could study his “subject”. His face was right at pussy level with me, so he saw every tiny detail of my womanhood. He stood and began to apply paint to my.