The afternoon gave way to early evening and at half past seven, Adele, Neil, Ruth and Sheila all met up in my room. Sheila was wearing a tight fitting...and backless L.B.D with black tights (or stockings?) and high heels. Her breasts were pushed together into an impressive cleavage and with her naked upper back and arms I thought she looked mouth watering. I looked at the zipper on her dress and marvelled how she'd only be wearing her heels, knickers and nylons if I undid the zip and slid the. We walked a little in the morning while it was cold, spent the early afternoon on the lake and then the late afternoon and evening with his parents playing in their climate controlled back yard and grilling and eating a very nice dinner of large mouth bass and roast corn on the cob. We kept very close the entire day, with a lot of touching and snuggling and tender kisses.I swam in emotion the whole day. My own principally, but Chris' too and everyone else's. His parent's, the household staff's.. She turned to ‘Boggy’ the now stiff virgin, his jaw dropping as she faced him then placed his hands on her breasts, instinctively he began to tenderly slide his palms over the stiffening nipples, his tongue licked his lips with concentration and she stood patiently as his fingers traced the outline of her areola through the silky gown. She told him “he could undress...” and with the speed of light the lad began shedding clothes like needles from a christmas tree in a warm room. Puppy fat and a. That was with Nan's full knowledge and agreement by the way. I didn't know where the petite flute player and I were going but finding out was going to be some ride.Speaking of riding, I increased my tempo. The lush Mediterranean figure was just made for running my hands over, just made for being up on her toes, just rounded in all the right spots. And all those rounded curves were dancing and jiggling with each stroke of my hips. This is what I loved; this was ME, fucking a sexy hot femme.