I look at her, see the love in her eyes, and I kiss her. We both decide silently that the clothes must come off. We undress silently and get back to k...ssing.Our hands begin to explore each other as we make love in the sun. I roll over with her on top of me, my hands all over her as we kiss. Our bodies press hard against each other as the passion takes control of us. Her legs part as I push my leg between hers. I feel her shudder a bit as I press hard against her. And I hear those little moans I. Possessive and gentle. Desperate and luxuriating. He looked beautiful: his wide shoulders moved slowly making his skin look like a shifting sea of gold and amber silk under the dim lights. I could see the muscles on his back rolling with his every move, sensual and powerful like he was a panther on the hunt. I could even see in my mind the way his gorgeous ass looked when the muscles tensed as he pushed himself inside me, and I loved how that hollow valley got sculpted on each side. So why. She came over to me and whispered "Good luck." as she gave me a goodbye hug. I then walked out the door and walked over to the limo. I opened the door and got in, hoping I wouldn't mess anything up for Taylor. * * *After a drive of a couple hours, we had arrived at the main event. I was in awe, looking out of the window to see all of the fans waiting for their favourite celebrity to arrive. The flashing of the photographer's cameras was enough to temporarily blind someone. I felt the limo make. She always exercised when she was bored...and, in her home gym at least, she always exercised naked, with shoes on of course, for safety. The redhead was proud of her body, toned, firm, with enough curves to make people jealous...and she tanned well for a redhead, still paler than most 'tanning bodies' but at least she didn't look like a vampire, at least that is her opinion of herself when without that tan. She turned her treadmill off, satisfied with her time and took a few steps away,.