Baby I whispered in her ear, was he big? She said he was more than I've ever had. I had to keep asking questions she wouldn't just offer information. ...id it feel good I asked her. She locked her ankles behind my back and bucked her pelvis up to meet my thrust. She said oh yes, he beat my poor pussy hard. She said this is going to become a regular thing. I said you are going to fuck him again. She said yes I am. Nothing was said about last weekend the following week. I didn't know how to bring. He caught my eye, smiling warmly, dimples forming on his cheeks which just added to his boyish good looks. I smiled back quickly then busied myself intently with the task before me…. OK, I was embarrassed and shy. I get easily flustered, blush at the drop of a hat and stammer like a fool which does little for one’s sex appeal. Anyway, I clumsily bundled my washing inside one of the large metal machines, thankful for the distraction, relieved to be preoccupied. This relief was however very. Come on Lisa! Check it later.” “Fuck!” “What now?” “Why the fucking fuck is everywhere always on the fold of the map!” “I don’t know. Come on, let’s find a secluded beach.” Lisa appeared to be adamant in her resolve to be chief navigator. “Lisa! We’re not in fooking Lapland.” “I guess so.” Lisa eventually gave up and the two girl friends proceeded along the path, the patches of yellow gorse exuding a light fragrance of coconut, while the sea thrift grew like a little carpet of snow on the. There was no one on this beach, it was deserted. About 150 yards ahead was what appeared to be a metal barrier which reached from the water to the woods at the back of the beach. In the middle of the wall was an opening wide enough for two people to walk through side by side. Next to the opening was a sign. It said that through the wall was a Nude Beach. ‘No Children’ and ‘No Clothing’ was allowed. Just as we reached the entry to the nude beach, one of our friends who had preceded us was coming.