I tried on the bikini bottom, my landing strip was a bit too long, so I shaved it shorter and tried again. Perfect, you could just see a hint of the s...rip and my labia. I was ready for the beach. I covered up with the swim parka and headed for the beach.I found a food stand and ordered a sandwich and coffee. I sat and watched the people on the beach. I didn't know the beach was topless until I saw a few younger women that way. I don't think I can do that, I would be too self-conscious. My food. I could see that he was wearing a cock-ring, and that her pussy was freshly shaven.There were a couple of other guys nearby, who went up to caress her, but were discouraged so I didn’t bother. I just allowed my cock to ride out from under my towel, and played with it a little as it stood to attention. They fucked like that for about twenty minutes, and then stopped and went off for another drink.A little later they went into a small room with a TV that was showing a porn flick. I joined them. He was merely gathering content for his own enjoyment when his wife had a headache or was too tired to play any bedroom games of the naughty variety. Sometimes when he was really desperate, he would hire a "massage" lady willing to give him a "happy" ending and would spread the photos at the end of the massage table so he could see the girls while the woman took care of his needs.Lately, when one of his daughters brought one of his "special album" model school chums home for reasons of studying. You remove my clothes piece by piece, all the lingerie and stockings, the buckled shoes you happily kneel to undo, all the trophies I leave on your floor for you to brag about. You remark on my pretty dress and I tell you that it's all for you. I never lie. But each layer peeling away makes me smile a smile you don't notice in your rush to touch me. My skin is mine to reveal and you only ever get it when I choose. I choose to reveal it when it suits me. You kiss every single bit of me. Each.