Her legs were spread wide by now and she was slid so far forward in her seat, pushing against my finger.. I traced back down between her lips, plumper...and wetter now, stopping briefly when I reached the warmth and wetness of her hole, then slowly but firmly plunging my finger into her. The silky smooth grip on my finger was intoxicating, she took my finger easily, swallowing it in one slow long stroke, a little gasp escaping her. I pulled it back so that only the tip stayed inside her, then. It was a good try on his part, but I could move those rocks. By the time I lifted the last rock I knew I should be seeing him, that was when I saw the hole and heard the click-click. I looked up and about fifteen feet away there he was. I chased after him and he went under. I followed fast and he sunk under some more rocks. His tail wasn’t tucked under him this time and right before he was all the way in I grabbed it, but his tail was slimy and I couldn’t hold on to him and let go. this time. Ever since my final exams, I had been lusting over the possibility of being naked amongst people, anyone really, and for me to be the only one naked. I enjoyed being naked with the boys, but they had also all been naked also, and we all had other things on our minds. It wasn't the same as being the sole naked centre of attention, being admired and appreciated for being so.Joan picked me up from the bus stop, accompanied by June, whose car it was. On arrival at the shack, we had some tea and. I had seen her smoking when we were dating,but she was just clowning around. Jennifer didn’t inhaleor anything like that and she never smoked but onecigarette when she was doing this.About a year ago we were having pillow talk and shewanted to know what would really turn me on, and I toldher I’d like to see her dressed in sexy clothes, a lotof makeup, and smoking a long all white cigarette. She said she’d have to see about that. Many times sincethen, while we are having sex,.