”“Oh.”“So, where were we, Ben?”“Ummm… I’m not sure.”“Oh dear. Is it hurting?” she said, looking at the way he was holding his pa...ket.“Yeah… quite a lot actually.”“You have to learn to control yourself.”Ben didn’t know what to say. It wasn’t funny anymore.“Okay.”Martina closed the book and looked him up and down. Then she sat up and smiled one of her smiles and slowly took off her shirt. Her breasts were so perfect, the way they tilted upwards. Her nipples were like two juicy pink, just-ripe. “Please”“Please what?” I tease.“Please, I can’t take it anymore.”“I want to hear you say it.”“Please lick my pussy and make me CUM!!!”Satisfied, I start licking your clit and fingering you as fast as I can. In no time, I hear you scream “Fuuuuuccccckkkk” and you squirt all over my face, your body trembling from your orgasm.I get close to your face and kiss your neck gently as you come down from your orgasm. Your fluids drip from my face onto your chest and you lick my lips having a taste for. On march 2, just before my exam, my parents and my sis went to their hometown in the morning and would return only in the evening. So I took my phone and watched porn and was masturbating. That moment I heard someone knock the door.I opened the door slightly and there she was, kavi, standing in the most beautiful saree. I forgot my situation and opens the door fully. She saw and replied wow so big huh. I looked down and saw that I wasn’t wearing my shorts and my cock was saluting her beauty. I. I grew up as an only child, the daughter of loving and caring parents who strongly believed in, and practiced, nudism. The memory of cavorting in the lake, picnicking in the lawn or just walking hand in hand with my mother surrounded by naked bodies stretch back to my earliest days. To me as a very young child these weekends at the nudist camp were carefree and fun. From that early age I saw people of all body types but few other than my mother the type whose nudity might invite the thought of.