Barry looked nervous. And Paul looked positively terrified. A few other figures momentarily paused in their dancing. And one or two exchanged comments... but not wanting to look uncool. After all, it was only nudity. And Kirsten enjoyed it. The chill air on her burning crotch. The sweat running free down her torso, onto her bare thighs without interruption or pause. Perhaps she was a naturist at heart. But perhaps she didn’t go for all that shit. She wasn’t going to be spending her time playing. The phone rang. "Do you like the photos? I thought you might appreciate them."I replied, "I'm speechless. You're a very lucky woman!" In some ways, yes. In some ways, no. David can fuck me senseless for hours with that cock of his. His stamina and staying power is as impressive as his mensurations. But on the other hand, he's so straight-laced. He doesn't enjoy anything off the beaten track, and that includes giving me oral sex. So you see, I'm as in awe of your sex-life, and you of mine. So. Whatever misgivings she had must have subsided significantly as I worked my way down to the small of her back because the moans decreased and the sighs increased. I got to her ass and dove in with gusto, kneading and rubbing. I kneeled down behind her with the ridiculous thought that atleast if things went no further, I would get one good look at her pussy from there. Luckily things did not end there. I massaged her ass and legs, rubbing her inner thighs but afraid to touch her. Avant m?me que je me soit rendue compte de cequi m'arrivait, mon nombril ?tait orn? d'un bijou incrust? d'une pierreaux reflets bleut?s. Agathe se pencha ? mon oreille pour me chuchoter:"Avec ?a, tu penseras toujours ? moi... Cette pierre est une agate!"Je me regardais longuement dans un miroir de la boutique, essayant deme remettre de ma surprise, pendant que Michelle se faisait percer lenombril ? son tour. Une heure plus tard, nous ?tions toutes dans un salon de coiffure.C'?tait amusant de.