It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and Fiona, clad in her flimsy powder blue nightie had been fighting the urge to peek for ages. Images of bei...g caught peeking flashed into her mind, the outrage of her parents, the embarrassment of it.But other images flashed too. Images off passionate, wriggling bodies and glistening skin… a hard cock, swaying testicles… legs sensually spread wide and spasming. Fiona couldn't help herself, she had to look.Quietly, she opened the bathroom door, the one. ”“That’s understandable,” I said.I didn’t expect Linda to continue, but after a short pause, she said, “Eddie Fucking Clayton. Excuse the language, but you’ve got no idea what he did to me.”“No idea,” I said, shaking my head, and Linda went on with, “We got married when we were twenty-four. Then, thirteen years later, he left me for another man!”I felt my face falling, and I said, “Oh my God!”I could see from the look on Linda’s face that she was surprised at my response, and she looked at me. Now I decided it was time to move to the bedroom for some serious exploring of each other so I took King by the hand and we went into the bedroom. I turned and asked King to remove my top and as he did it revealed my red bra clad breast. King looked at them and said, "I love red but I think those white lobes need to be free," as he unhooked my bra and it slipped to the floor. He kissed my breast and suckled my nipples till they felt like they wanted to flow with fresh milk (although I knew it. Ma questa ve la racconto più in lá. Vi racconto invece di quella volta in Grecia con un mio amico.Era la terza settimana di Settembre, entrambi single e coscienti che partire insieme per la Grecia, significava finire inesorabilmente a letto prima o poi. Le spiagge in quel periodo erano già deserte ed il mio amico, Giorgio, mi chiese impavidamente di togliermi il reggiseno.«Dai... toglitelo, in questo angolo sperduto di mondo chi vuoi che ti veda?» mi disse.Io un pò esibizionista, un pò.