She tilted her head to the side and I breathed lightly on the sensitive skin along her ear. Slowly I slid my hand down her stomach, until my fingers ...rushed against her waistband. My fingers pressed against her skin and I realized that she wasn’t wearing any panties. My fingers found their way between her legs, and I soon felt her soft lips, already wet in anticipation. I began massaging her womanhood with gentle strokes, pleased with the tiny involuntary moans that escaped her. Eventually I. That was something we would need to discuss later as a group.Zoe tugged me to a halt and pointed to the warning sign to one side. We’d reached the beginning of the clothing optional section of the beach. I had to smile that the Americans need to allocate beaches. I was much more used to the relaxed attitude of the beaches in the south of France.“Do you want to go back?” I asked. I looked, and I could only see a handful of people scattered along the next half mile of sand.Zoe looked a bit unsure. Naan avalai viduvathaaga ilai aunty pinthodarnthu sela aarambithen, auntyum naan avaludan varuvathai paarthaal. Aunty udan veru oru pombalai vanthu irunthathaal avalaal en udan neraga vanthu pesa mudiya vilai, aanal ennai sight adithukonde irunthaal. Nan en nanbanai kovil varai sendru varugiren endru soli avanai kayati vituviten.Aunty oru varusaiyil nindraal aval ennai pine vara vendum endru paarthaal, naan athai purinthukondu aval pine sendru nindren. En izthathirku aval soothil en sunnniyai. We are both fascinated by the huge size of the stallion’s cock. As we watch in awe, the stallion, with the help of men, finally finds his way and sinks his cock slowly into the mare’s belly. My mother seems very excited and is rubbing her thighs together. I ask her if inbreeding is desirable among horses, why not between people? She does not know the right answer and only tells me that society frowns at such matings.Then my mother tells me that this is more of a sociological than biological.