Never evenconceived of..... except you WERE caressing yourself through that silkweren't you.... Maybe I'm just really helping you hmmm? Am I? The las... phase? Well maybe we'd better get through the first two beforewe all get too humiliated don't you think? Well okay fair enough, youanyway. I mean I'm not going to be humiliated. The thing is that it'sgoing to be such hard work isn't it? All the social problems of you withsmooth legs at the beach......say. Or wearing the stockings you so loveme. Aur maine maan ban alia ki aaj buli ko chodenge, bahut din panty dholia abhi mera mehanat ana chahi buli market se return ae tits ko us ka mama ghar chor ke may man me than lia aaj nahi chorunga, buli Ne mujse towel mangaea,aur mere samne dress utar di, ab srif wo towel me thi,aur bistar ma ulta late gae aur mujhe payr dabane ko bola, aur usne mujhe bola ki srif shorts may rahene kalia, may ne uska payr dabana chalu kia us ka payr chuta hi mere ko current laga ek hi jhatka may mera laund khara. From my vantage point in the bushes I watched as she swam. Occasionally, she would roll over exposing her breasts to the night.When she had swum enough, she walked through the shallows. Her body looked like pure silver in the moonlight. I swung the camera around to capture her graceful image. She had a body made for total pleasure. Her breasts, although large were firm, topped by the sweetest nipples, now erect from the cool air over their wetness. Her smooth belly showed just the slightest. Bob didn't even make them be quiet. They already had a deer, after all.Another thing that Bob found both amazing and interesting, was that there was relatively little hanky panky while they splashed in the pond.There were some hugs, and a few kisses as well. At one point the girls swapped partners, kissing each man over and over. It was billed as an exercise in deciding who was the better kisser, but Bob was pretty sure that was just an excuse. Or maybe something to think about more pleasant.