I just walked up to her and said; "Do you want a smoke?"She watched me for a couple of seconds before it happend. She got up and started kissing me. A...d I kissed her. I was 17, she was 15. My hands embraced her at first, but then they started exploring her body. Her blond hair, her soft skin and her thin body. Her small boobs and just perfect ass. I swear, it was exeptionally perfect. She was certainly Swedish.We took off and walked the 500 meters to my house. My parents had gone to Finland for. "'Of course, my nearly crew cut hair is down to mynipples.' I said to myself. 'What kind of fool doeshe take me for?'"It comes down in curls." I love my hair in curls." I told him."Your face is so smooth that you never had to shave,"he told me."Why would I need to shave?" I asked John. Then tomyself I said, "Except my legs." Your face is shaped like a girl our age," Johncontinued. "And you think it is pretty." Don't you think my face is pretty?" You are beautiful, Rob, especially with the. My wife said, “Be prepared to throw your clothes away afterwards.”Claudette asked me, “Can I wear your dirty T-shirt? I won’t be needing anything else.”When we got to the back porch Claudette took one smell, got sick, and threw up over the railing. My wife just laughed at her. Once she recovered Claudette took her clothes off and threw them inside. She then found my T-shirt and pulled it over her head and down over her breasts. It came past her pussy by a couple of inches. She was ready. I put. I went into the living room and sat down to watch the evening news. As usual, there was nothing encouraging on, but I liked to keep abreast of events. A few minutes into the broadcast, I heard Karen calling me. I got up and traced her to the guest bathroom.She called through the door, "Dad, I forgot to bring a towel in here with me. Can you get me one?" I told her to wait for a second and went to the linen closet to get one. When I turned around, she was standing in the bathroom door, naked and.