I thrust up again as she stuck out her tongue and licked the head as it appeared. I continued thrusting faster as I moved my thumbs up and over her ni...ples. She licked my cock every time it poked out. I massaged her hard nipples as I kept the pressure of her breasts on my shaft. After a couple more minutes, she said, “Oh God, Tom. Take me, honey. Put that cock where it belongs.” I reluctantly let go of her breasts and straightened my self up. My cock as hard as steel, sticking straight out,. The next morning I attended the garden, and the animals, as I had done every year, naked of course. I walked to the nearby beach, discovering that even more people were using it, taking advantage of its relative inaccessibility, to dispense with clothes. By late morning, I estimated more than thirty people, of various shapes, sizes, ages and sexes, all enjoying "life in the raw". Some were playing with frisbees, others engaged in a rudimentary beach volleyball game. I was impressed with how. Scott stopped in the doorway and looked down at his stepsister. Katie stood before him in a skintight red dress, shifting from foot to foot. She was barefoot, her brand-new high heels were still in their shoe box next to her kicked-off tennis shoes. Katie had attempted to pull her blond hair back in a grown-up bun, but silky golden strands had escaped and framed her flushed face. She had inexpertly applied a touch of makeup, a bit of pink rouge, shiny gloss on her lips. Katies little hands. Maybe it’s the plastic quality, that it doesn’t breathe like, say, cotton does.? ?Yeah, well. That doesn’t make much difference.? I said. ?If there isn’t much sweat there in the first place, then what harm can the nylon do.? The pretty girl looked slightly annoyed. ?You’re pretty sure about this, aren’t you?? she said. ?Well, yes.? I said, trying to look cool while feeling a bit nervous about her. ?Well, we do have an available sample right here, so maybe we should find out?? She said,.