“Oh, Brigitte! Your body is to die for!”She smiled and said, “Thank you, Bill. Now it’s my turn,” and she started to unbutton my shirt, work...ng her way all the way down until I, too, was standing there completely nude.My cock was at attention again as she put her arms around my neck and we kissed softly. As I held her soft sexy body against mine, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Brigitte was my dream girl. Where had she been all my life?Her breasts squashed against my chest as I slid my. I could see her ass. It was nice and plumpy. I could not take me eyesaway from it. She saw me and told me you can touch if you want to. Islowly moved my hands and grabbed them, one each for my hands. I slowlymassaged them. Then she turned around and I stood up at the same time. Isaw a nice pair of breasts. Again a first for me. I had never seenbreasts live in front of eyes. I slowly touched them and I kneaded them.It was a great experience. I slowly moved my hands down on to her stomachand it. Then she moved towards my back and I could sense that she was also playing with my hairs on my back. However, I did not mind and then she came in front of me and asked me lie on the rock again. She now focused her attention on my chest and started applying soap on until my abdomen area much to my comfort level. Then Sarala asked me raise my hip slightly above the rock bed and without realizing why she is asking so, I did raise my hip and without waiting for my reaction, in one sudden move, she. "Don't worry about it for the moment." The reflection in the dressingtable mirror was of a woman dressed only in bra and panties as Sandystepped up behind me again. Once more she ordered me to raise my arms. Agossamer light garment slipped over my head and down over my body to myhips. Yellow silk and lace hid the bra and my bare midriff in themirrored reflection."You want me to wear this nightgown?" I asked.Without answering directly she said, "It looks better if you keep yourbra and panties.