For further emphasis, she grabbed handfuls of her chest and squeezed her tits like dough between her fingers. The traditional elven gown had been... a...tered for her wedding. Though formfitting, the flowing white robe usually covered the entirety of the bride's chest and most of the legs. This extremely slutty version her future husband had requested had her bouncy, soft milk bags and their pink suckers out in the open. The butt cheeks, as well. Only her smooth elven pussy had any decency unless. “Come on you two - we’re going to the beach today”.Fortunately nakedness is not compulsory on the naturist beach at Studland bay. Some hardy middle-aged couples insisted on stripping off, not caring what anybody else thought. Of course the young teenagers, playing strip poker in the sand dunes, drank and fucked there most days after school, hoping not to be spotted by their teachers or parents.Mistress Anna was of course naked below her unbuttoned leather coat, daring anybody to look and. I followed a short distance behind her and could not help notice how differently she looked out of her working clothes. Amanda wore a short skirt with a tight role neck jumper, slight heals which showed her slim legs to their best. She had also let her hair right down which I never would have guessed was shoulder length. I had not made the bed that day nor drew the curtain which to some extent was a good thing, nosy neighbours and all that. She has slipped her coat full off as we walked. “Just to help you go back to sleep,” said Carl soothingly.He held the rag under her nose.She struggled briefly but stopped when he held her in place. She held her breath a long time, but eventually she had to breathe. The ether had its effect.Carl packed everything away and made sure there were no telltale signs of his presence. He stole away and back to the house and crawled into bed beside fat old Mary.His thoughts were confused. He guessed maybe he just wasn’t a rapist. That was a good.