Especially now that I'm really feeling more like a woman and all." Well, your day will come, sweetie," I replied and we went off our separate ways.San...ra had taken to the idea of naturism better than I had originally thought. We had but two of our 'Bare Saturdays' so far but now she would sunbathe out in the backyard nude and was often around the house in just panties or nude altogether. Adam, however, was usually in boxers at minimum, he still was somewhat uncomfortable with his erections,. They caressed the soft skin where her pelvis and thighs met. He knew how much this excited her. She loved having his fingers close, knowing they could slip into her at any time, but not knowing if they actually would. His movements were slow and deliberate, allowing her the pleasure she wanted, yet giving him time to recover. Her attention was so concentrated on her pussy that she hadn’t noticed he had stopped sucking her breasts. He began to slide further down her body. He slid out from under. A massive full moon ascended like a bubble, amidst faint misting clouds. The heat was tropical. She was a singer. Weren’t all women once? She had the calling of the Siren, a Lorelei, destroyer of men. Circe, sorceress, witch. A voice so steeped in magical chant and ecstatic, holy praise that God Himself would have seduced her just to listen as she reached her climax. In lilting jazzy riffs of moans and little pattering breaths; in low, agonized releases, in snarling, animal howls she was a. ’ He pointed me towards a comfortable office chair. ‘You don’t mind if I call you Daniel?’ ‘No problem.’ I told him. ‘Call me Andy. Bella will be back with some coffee soon. It’s good to meet you. I have heard tales about your family for years, it’s good to meet one at last.’ ‘I understand that some of my supposed forbears were rather colourful. However I am a descendant of one who didn’t have Chandler blood.’ ‘Yes. Bella mentioned that. She said your great grandfather was a Robert. I am not.