” “People will ask questions,” stated the man. “You should be at the party and....what the hell-“ “Don’t worry,” smiled Domina, looki...g in the direction of the man’s gaze. Three hundred feet or so to their left, under floodlights, a tennis match was being played. The court partially hidden by neatly trimmed hedges. “Anybody know we’re up here?” asked the man, turning from the tennis match. “No. What does it matter?” smirked Domina, throwing back her bobbed hair, looking at him with those. I slipped out and she added a river of pee down the path, and we got dressed and returned to walking. It was beautiful, heartfelt, sexy as hell, and added a new joyous danger to our outdoor challenges.The next day we were heading back to London and stopped off at a Dorset beauty spot for the night. After a lovely sexy night together we decided to take a walk Saturday mid-morning along the historic, and during the season packed, rocks by the sea. The fossils were amazing. It was wonderful to. “Nothing yet,” I said. “Shall I approach it with him now?.”“Yeah go for it,” Asha replied.I messaged him back saying I hope he liked the pics and did he want another quick selfie. He instantly responded “YES”. I told Asha to put a tit in my mouth and take a selfie of us for a laugh. She sat up and straightened herself and put her hair up which always made her look better with her high cheekbones and sexy eyes.She then took her bra off and rolled down the vest top. Held her left tit out for me. She stares at me with a growing impatient look as a minute passes by that could have taken an hour in my mind. Finally my hands go to the hem of my tank top, and I slowly begin to pull it over my head, nervous, frightened, and more then a little excited. I simply cannot help it as my tank top drops to the floor, my bra quickly following after. Freeing my small, but perky b cup breasts. My hands are shaking slightly as they slide down to my hips and my thumbs hook into my shorts and the band of.