" She looked at me with questioning eyes.I said, "So, you were sexual, loving, understanding, and developed a new level of tolerance for others and fo... yourself? Can you forgive yourself for feeling poorly about the event, and from now on remember the experience more as you just told me – in a positive way?" I guess I could. I'll have to work on it." When you can't erase the past, learn from it, and put a positive spin on it for yourself. Don't beat yourself up over it. The past is past; don't. Now as an adult she had a model’s physique with B cup breasts that looked large on her frame. Her legs were long and slender and her thighs had a little gap in between even when her knees were touching and a pert behind that guys always called cute.Despite her figure she was healthy and ate well but that energy she had had as a kid had continued into her adult years. She loved to run with Sean but also hit the gym regularly and swam at least once per week. Back at Uni she had been a club. She’s always raved about them and the photos she showed us are brill. And her boyfriend Damon’s family are all nudists—so they dreamed up the idea for this hike and sold it to everyone ... um, almost everyone. Two kids dropped out rather than vote against it. They said they didn’t want to spoil it for everyone. You know how close everyone here is?” Lynette nodded and Roberta went on. “Two other kids weren’t thrilled, but decided that they’d go if they could keep the option of staying clothed;. She was working her hand and mouth on my cock and balls and fingering my ass -- something I don't usually care for, but somehow, laying there and telling her about how I felt about a strange Black man feeling her up it seemed right that morning. And I came. After I caught my breath, I got between her thighs and started licking them, working my way teasingly to her slit, then parting the lips, then swirling my tongue around her clit. As it engorged, I pulled back the hood and licked and sucked.