Solon continued to question Krista about her sex life by asking, "How often does your husband fuck you, dear?!?" "Almost every night," she answered be...ween gasps, "he loves fucking me!!!" "As well he should, my dear, you have an almost perfect vagina," he replied, "and any man would be proud to call it his own, but another question please, does he suck you too, I mean along with his fucking does he orally satisfy you?!?" "God, I'm on fire," she moaned, "she's sucking me so well, and I'm so. ‘Dave likes saving money,’ he said talking in the third person again. Susan stripped out of her clothes and before turning on the water, she popped her head out of the bathroom again. ‘Dave doesn’t have an exhaust fan,’ she said laughing. ‘It’s a basement apartment Susan. Unless vented outside and being that’s not an outside wall, there’s no inexpensive way to vent that,’ he said. She closed the door again, turned on the water and showered. Other than taking sponge baths at McDonalds and the. She was not quick enough and Eric’s massive cock erupted all over her luscious face. His sperm shot at her nose, eyes, succulent mouth and what was left, Teresa took into her mouth. She sucked and sucked once again as Eric reached between her wide spread thighs. This time instead of his tongue fucking her pussy, he finger fucked her. He brought her around for the third time to a fever pitch of heat and an orgasm that left her weak. As she was convulsing, Eric also came for the third time. The. I had never swum nude before. It felt...freeing. The novel sensation of swimming without trunks, the soft, silky pressure of the water directly against my crotch, was invigorating. I felt natural, I felt primal, I felt, well, naked. I was exposed, I was vulnerable, but I was exhilarated. I felt a connection to millennia of ancestors who swam without suits, naturally, just as I was now. I swam a few laps, passing by my fellow nudists, none of whom gave the naked man grinning like an idiot a.