C. was the beginning ofa distinct chapter in my life as a young sensuala****l. This day began as a sizzling vacation periodof time in the month of Jun... on our infamous nudebeach just after my 19th birthday. The walk to thenaked open-mindedness among all those freethinkingindividuals was exciting to me that afternoon as Idescended the thousand steps.Arriving at the bottom of the trail, I foundmyself walking along the beautiful beach through amass of sun worshippers, at once I began to shed. She had gone looking in various fetish clothing stores downtown, until she’d found the perfect apparel. It amused her to buy the components for a sort of fetishized parody of her FF costume – a dark blue latex cat-suit, spike-heeled black latex thigh-boots and opera gloves, a black PVC corset with straps across the front and sliver buckles. Sue understood the value of accessorizing properly, and couldn’t resist adding a studded black collar, studded black bands for her upper arms wrists, thighs. "Not yet," he whispered. She could feel his hot breath on her ear. He stood her up and led her into the bedroom. He laid her down gently on her back and positioned himself between her legs. He led his dick right in front of her soaking hole. Her chest rose and fell and he watched as her breasts followed. He pushed himself inside her and she took a sharp breath. His hands intertwined in hers and he pinned them above her head. His lips were millimeters away from hers; they were breathing the same. It was all so wonderful, and now I'm crying like a baby..."Tammy, like every good mother, knew her daughter well enough to ask the tough questions. "Amy? Are you afraid Brian is going to leave us, someday? Is that why you're weepy?" Don't say that," she wailed! "Don't even think about it. Brian can't leave us. What will we do without him?" Her tears came faster, and she was nearly hysterical when Tammy crawled on to the bed with us, took Amy in her arms, and rocked her like a newborn baby. The.