‘Just keep trying.’ So he touched my thigh. I tagged him. He touched my calf. I tagged him. He touched my foot. I didn’t tag him. He fondled my ...oot a little, not quite sure what to do with it. But I gave him assurances in the form of sighs and little noises of pleasure. I suggested he try another member of his team on my feet. So he rubbed his arm on them. Then he began to kiss them all over, and draw the toes into his mouth to suck on them. I squealed with delight, at the sound of which he. When I go up to Birdie Beach I usually park in the normal carpark just to see what is going on since that is the main nudist area. But then I walk south of the point far enough that I have some privacy. That is what I did.Once I got 100m or so south of the carpark I decided to strip down to my speedos which were a pair of white AussieBum Coolabah’s like the ones pictured here.These speedos are really hot, the fit snug and low on my hips. They are super see through when we though but are a. “OK, guys, what happened?”It was a pretty silly question but I had to ask it. The four of us were side-by-side on the edge of the raft, facing the shore and in sight of our parents up at our cabin. David had his arm all the way around Ruth, his hand on her breast. Our moms and dads wouldn’t need binoculars to see what was going on. Danny didn’t leave much doubt about us when he put his hand on my thigh. When I glanced up at the cabin and the patio, Mom waved. I couldn’t see Dad clearly.I. And I quivered and sobbed a little in response but stayed still. “Eyes forward and reach your hands back and spread your ass cheeks for me baby slut” I heard him say. I could hear shuffling behind me in the boxes as I complied. Feeling a little uncomfortable in the unfamiliar pose I wondered what was going on. I felt his presence return and a cold rounded object being pressed against my pussy and gently rubbed against my slit. “Stay still and keep holding yourself open for me little girl” I.