Only fifteen or sixteen months ago I nearly bit your head off for asking me to go with you to some crazy sounding nudist resort. Now look at us. I’m...probably never ever going to wear clothes again for as long as I live. It’s the same for Belinda and her sister. They too are probably going to walk about totally naked for the rest of their lives. All three of us have become the first officially recognized Lifestyle Nudists in the world. And not only that but we have all ... well you know ... we. We again kissed passionately. Brad moved my straps down and my engorged breasts were in his view. He just stared at them for a minute, but then brought my breast to his mouth. Brad squeezed my breasts and sucked on the milk that was dripping out of my breast. He got his mouth comfortably around my nipple and sucked the warm milk out. “God, I’ve wanted to do this forever. Your milk tastes so sweet. Fuck! This is really turning me on.” I held my husband while he suckled on my nipples. He was. Both appearances were just more of the usual crap so I won't bother describing them in detail. The Guardian Angel didn't offer to provide free rides for anyone, disappointing them terribly but very effectively making the point that the angel decides for itself what it will do.The church visit needs to have a few comments made about it. I'd suggested it because I thought the angel's and my being able to enter a church might relieve some of the stupider Christians, but I'd utterly underestimated. “Sure we can, what do you wanna talk about?” she replied, walking closer to me.“It’s about the other day when we messed around in the shower and my bedroom.”“It was pretty fun, huh?” she said with a smile.“It was, but um...I think…” She cut me off.“Did you not like something that I did?” she asked, concerned.“I enjoyed it definitely, it’s just that…I’m not sure if I’m ready for sex,” I said, backing away.“Did I do something?” she asked while wrapping herself back in a towel.“No, it’s just that.