"When we do sell Fifi, there will be one hell of bidding war! Eh, Fifi?"Barbara added to my discomfort. As I took their luggage from their car,and lug...ed it up to their room. Corinda ensured that she followed closebehind me as I climbed the stairs. - I knew she was looking up my skirt,but she would only see the ruffles of my very short petticoats."We were thinking of letting Frances meet you both, but Fifi is toouseful to lose during a weekend!" Barbara made conversation as she sat ontheir bed. Sometimes she would wear one without a bra, and her nipples used to show prominently.Initially, I was a bit reluctant to talk to her, I only used to tell her the menu and she would then fetch the groceries or go to the mandi to get veggies and ultimately cook them before leaving. However, after a few weeks, I gathered the courage and started initiating a conversation with her. I would talk to her about random things that used to happen on the news/in the community. Slowly she started responding. Thereis something so erotic about being totally, deliciouslynaked. It even feels more naughty and exciting when Ihave a raging hard on and can walk around stroking it,or admiring it in the mirror. Of course there is theadded excitement of the possibility of being caught notonly naked, but with a hard on just about to burst fortha load of boy juice.This is one of the main reasons I worked so hard on mywife for several years to get her to consent to visitinga nudist resort nearby.To regress just. They just want a warm hole to cum into. That's exactly what I want. My pleasure is his cum.I started working his semi-hard, cum-smelling cock. I could tell by my wonderful man's muffled groans that I was doing something right. He got hard after a couple of minutes, but I was happy to have to take the time. When he got hard, I pulled back to jerk his cock and admire it. The head was out of the foreskin, he had a slight downward curve, and he was just beginning to drip. I engulfed his cock in my.