Just me embracing God's creations trying to find me again. People call this "wild swimming" - swimming among nature. No chlorine. No chemicals. No con...rete. Just the weeping willows, buzzing dragonflies, swooping birds, and a secluded pond nestled in the English countryside.As I approach the pond, a sense of tranquility overtakes me. The calm water is encircled by trees, creating a secret hideaway. Sunbathers cover a grassy area, basking on their blankets. Many of the women are topless. Their. "There were tears in my eyes as I kissed Breeze again. We walked back to our camp and all piled up together under the wagon.After George went to sleep, I felt Breeze wiggling around and then she climbed up on my chest. I hugged her and felt nothing but skin and it felt great. She was soft, with muscles underneath. Her butt was nice and firm and smooth and she wiggled and giggled as I felt her all over.She kissed me and whispered, "James, I get you tonight."I kissed her lips and face. I nuzzled. "'My parts had power to charm a sacred nun, Who, disciplined, ay, dieted in grace, Believed her eyes when they to assail begun, All vows and consecrations giving place:O most potential love! vow, bond, nor space, In thee hath neither sting, knot, nor confine, For thou art all, and all things else are thine.'When thou impressest, what are precepts worthOf stale example? When thou wilt inflame, How coldly those impediments stand forthOf wealth, of filial fear, law, kindred, fame!Love's arms are. "This is a small vibrator, Billy. With it I'm gonna get this little bitch hotter'n a firecracker."Frankel placed the tip of the instrument to the top of the line of dark hair that ran down along Sarah's pussy slit and disappeared between her thighs. Slowly he moved the vibrator down the length of Sarah's slit allowing the tip to just part her soft, pubic hair, but not actually making contact with her pussy lips.Billy witnessed a wide range of expressions flash across her countenance. Sarah's.