From what we could see the bay was sand in the middle with rock all around and I couldn’t see how the couple got there. We would quite often sunbath... nude and I thought we would try this bay later in the week if the weather was ok.We sat and ate our lunch and from the seat could see the couple. When we had finished Jean wanted to read her book for 10 minutes before we continued the walk. I read a newspaper I had bought at a village along the way. After a short while I noticed Jean had stopped. As I was switching back and forth between her nipples, she slid my pants down and started rubbing my dick between her legs. I slowly slid my hands down her sides to her shorts. I undid the drawstring and hooked my fingers on her shorts, surprised to find no underwear. I couldn't help but smile a little at that. I got her shorts down to see her neatly shaven pussy ready wet. Without much sounds but a loud moan coming from Mia's mouth, I slid my fingers into her warm pussy. "Oh god, Luke! Your. Lizzie and Petra had already started thefeminisation process by dressing me in a white lacy basque, matchingpanties and white seamed stockings. They stuffed the cups of the basquewith some old pairs of tights. Despite their attempts to reassure me, Isat looking at myself with cringing, red-faced embarrassment.With a well practised efficiency Lizzie set about making up my face. Shenamed each product she applied: foundation, concealer, eye shadow,mascara, rouge and lipstick. I'd closed my eyes as. '"You could be in the sleet and snow of Cincinnati hon," Dad replied."I don't have anything to wear," I continued to pout, wincing inside at my rudeness."Clothes are easy Sam," Dad chuckled, clearly unwilling to let my bad mood bother him."You live here?" I gasped as we turned through a small gate and wound toward a house set in the midst of a tropical garden. "It's so perfect," I couldn't help but add, this beautiful oasis just the end of an almost magical ride we'd taken through the beauty of.