Weird was the only word I could think of that could describe what we had done. Well, weird but also amazing.We sat together talking, opening up to eac... other. Sitting together naked felt so normal and natural. No shame on either of our parts. I had been into nudism for years and the topic came up."Oh, yeah. I always liked the freedom of being naked. When I am home alone I am almost always nude. I have also gone to some nude beaches over the years and love them." Really? Does Aunt Linda know?". But when she finally figured out that, yes, that was the spot where her house had been, Renee had just dropped to her knees in disbelief and despair. Her little house, the one she’d worked so hard to get the down payment on, the one she’d made into a home for herself and her daughter, had been reduced to splinters, her possessions scattered in every direction. She would eventually find a few of her tattered belongings, a mattress here, a table there, some clothes, but for the most part it was. " But my experience is that this is not the case for women. They can have any number of different types of orgasms; hard to the point of violent, or soft and sweet. They can arrive as mind blowing climaxes that leave 'em limp or a little shudder from one that is just sufficient to take the edge off. I have found I cannot control the type or the intensity of her climax as there are many other factors that come into play that are usually outside my abilities. The point is, I can make a woman cum. With my free hand, Igently pinched and squeezed my rock hard nipples. I began to moan as the dog continued to lap at my hot hole. Hebrought me to climax as I moaned with pleasure. It didn’t take longbecause his tongue was rougher than a human’s which added a lot ofextra stimulation. I stood up to get dressed and as I did, the dog jumped up andput his paws on my waist and began to hump my leg. I took this as asign that he wasn’t through with me yet. I figured I had gone this.