"I could be your mother, Rosa," I warned her, shaking my head."Isn't this what you wanted?" she said brazenly, moving her arm up to touch my shoulder....I felt the chills settle over my entire body, Rosa's touch awakening something carnal within me.I made a sound quite unlike any other sound I have made before or since that moment. I sounded like a caged a****l who had finally been set free. I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her to me. She reached up, putting her arms around my neck. We shared. But this is where the similarity ends. Candace’s is much shorter. From where he sits, the man can see her long, smooth legs and the very bottom of her black boy shorts and tail. Up top, the girl’s firm breasts strain against the material, almost popping the button open. Her cat ears twitch, distracting him a little.“I, uh, told you,” he stammers. “Nothing more can happen between us and so nothing will happen with you aunt and me. What you saw yesterday was a fluke.”“You mean when I caught you. Then my wife sat up and he walked (he turning around like 4-5 times). I noticed a few more pervs walking by looking, but no prolonged looks, until my wife turned on her back again an older naked guy stopped in front and started stroking his penis and got a boner. I saw a few guys hiding in the bushes looking our way too. Then it got a little much for second-time nudist, my wife (first time being 2 days ago) said she wanted to leave. I suggested we go to a more crowded part of the nude beach. She glared daggers at us, as if daring us to raise the issue of my sexuality.“Hey Kat, how’s the course going?” I asked, as an olive branch.While we consumed the soup and sandwiches, although mainly just soup in my case, Kat regaled us with details of what she’d been learning on her physics degree course. Michael, Dimitri and I found it riveting, Mrs Antonov and Dennis less so.“Kevin, aren’t you hungry?” asked Mrs Antonov, noticing my feeble contribution to towards demolishing the mountain of.