. um ... tell me ... is this campsite a ... is it ... um ... is it a NUDIST campsite by ... by any chance?”Gemma’s response was immediate.“You b...t your bottom dollar it is. But it’s not just any ORDINARY old nudist camp ... this one is special. But, well ... I guess you don’t need to know anything about that. We’ll just go and see dad and see what he can do. OK?”“OK” replied Keith softly as he took a few steps to follow the naked girl as she turned and headed up the bank.Keith was also mumbling. "I'm a bit worried. I've spoken to a photographer about having some pictures taken. Modelling, you know? Maybe a video. Nothing hardcore, though. I could only pose in England, of course; I'm not old enough for America." She noticed Loretta's eyebrows go up. "Seventeen next month," she said, biting her lip with an 'aren't I naughty!' expression. Do you think I'm too big, really? I mean, there are Page Three girls, but the biggest of those are only like D cup size. Then there's me. I'm so much. Okay… Jam on the skin, wooden spoons for spanking. My excitement builds; adrenaline surging, cock throbbing.“And finally,” says Lucy, “I’ve booked the back room at the Hare and Pheasant for after show drinks. So I’ll see you there, yes? I like red wine if anyone’s offering.” More laughter. This crowd love everything. “And now, in the tradition of the British Women’s Institute, I present ‘Practical advice for getting the most from your jams, pickles and preserves.’ Enjoy.”The crowd erupt and,. Amazing, I thought.She turned to me, revealing her shaven pussy, and then laid on the top of the desk. She raised her legs and bent them, holding them back with her hands.“Come over here and eat my pussy.”I had never done this before, but knew what to do. I wheeled myself over to the desk my chair sliding underneath it, putting her very wet and inviting pussy in my face. I began to suck her pussy lips. First one then the other, I found her clit and put it between my teeth. I licked it with my.