The entrance to the park trails is just behind the bathrooms and you can come off the trails to use them. Once on the trails, I go to my start point ...omewhere in the park. I have my trail bracelets in a small backpack and if anyone sees me, it just looks like I am going on a night hike in the park. Once I reach my start point, I strip completely, put my clothes in the backpack and then carefully conceal the backpack somewhere near the trail. Just standing there naked in the moonlight gets. "I dug out a silk print blouse that has this design of red and blue lines and blocks on a white background. I put on a blue worsted kilt that's mid-thigh with a funny-looking bronze clasp pin Aunt Bessie gave me. I love good things.We both hit the long mirror on the back of the bedroom door at the same time. Anne's neckline showed the beginning of her cleavage. I undid the first three buttons of my shirt and let my braid fall down the front. We looked terrific.The museum wasn't too far across. She looked me in the eye and I knew she was turned on at the sight of my scantily clad body in the sexy underwear. She pushed me up against the wall and kissed me hard on the mouth. I could feel her hands sliding slowly down the satin material, over my breasts and down to my waist. She pushed her body against mine as she moved the tiny black thong to one side so she could get right at my soaking wet pussy. As she rubbed two fingers over my swollen clit I gasped as a tingle of pleasure. ”My hips moved down and flexed so that her thigh was pressed against the rising humidity of my sex. “Maggie,” I gasped. She didn’t answer, but tightened her fingers in my hair so that my head moved back farther. Her tongue swirled hot and thick against my throat and an odd choking sound tore from my throat.“Relax, Mala,” she murmured into my throat. “Let it happen.”My tummy began to tighten, almost as if it were coiling, and my hips rocked in tiny circles. The pressure of her thigh against my.