We had no children, and no plans for children, nor any possibility of having them, so it was pointless for us to save for their futures. We lived in o...r own present. I had begun faxing recipes back and forth with Tinka, and I longed to have more time to try out more of them. We neither of us again referred to the incidents of that night when my mouth and my rear end lost their virginity -- that too was in the past.At least we never again referred to that night until the week I finally quit my. Pretty much the opposite of me. She?s wearing a baggy sweatshirt with a pair of gym shorts, hair pulled back into a loose ponytail. Her feet are encased in brown ankle boots with a wedge heel. It seems incongruous, but she finds a way to pull it off. She wears heels almost all the time-- in fact, it?s what first drew me to her. I really don?t know why she does it, but I find it irresistible. I like to think that?s why. I?ve been out here for about 45 minutes, hunched over and attached by. Both experiences were unplanned, and a one shot deal.Anyway, back to the couple. We were at the opening of Desire in Cancun. We did not yet consider ourselves swingers, but merely opportunistic discrete nudists. This risqué trip was something we decided to do as a vacation where we could be naked without our friends knowing. It was our first time to a nude resort. We weren’t yet aware that swinging normally goes hand in hand with some nude resorts.A strong storm had moved in the first. Oh, right there, I moaned as he touched my engorged clit. I was feeling so sensible. Come here, he whispered, bringing me over to the couch by turning me around and making me wrap my arms and legs around his neck and waist. He lay me down and made his way down my stomach. What are you do I yelped as soon as I felt his tongue part my labia. I trembled. Oh, sweet Jesus. His tongue poked at my clit, just below where I usually stimulate it, under the hood. I let out a shaky breath. One of his.